Katie sighed softly to herself as she spend another late night in the office. She was truly devoted to her work, or as her husband would put it, she was a workaholic. Glancing up at the clock, she took a moment for looking at the several files to just rest her eyes. At this point, Katie looked around the office to see that she was one of the only people in the office. Quickly getting up from her chair, she walked across the office to go make fresh coffee, when she noticed that a freshly brewed pot was already made. Who could be here that would also be drinking coffee late at night? Her eyes scanned the room till they stopped on one particular person's office. The lights were on, which meant he was still here. Smirking to herself, she made her cup of coffee before walking up to the rooftop, knowing where HE was.
When she walked out onto the rooftop, Katie couldn't help but smile a little more. Seeing Commissioner Gordon standing there looking up to the night time sky, she knew he was waiting on one thing...The Batman. Taking a sip of her coffee, Katie quietly made her way over to Jim and placed her coffee down on a little table they had out there. "Another late night, I see." She said as she walked over to him. "Jim why don't you go home?" She asked, knowing good and well that he would ask her the same thing.
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The Joker, one of, if not the most well-known villain in Gotham smiled as he watched his men handle some minor business. Once that was said and done, he headed back to his place, knowing that The Batman would be out looking for him...he always was. But the good thing the Joke always liked was he rarely got caught by the Batman, and even when he did, he always managed to escape.
When he got back to his place, Joker sighed to himself. Sure, he was causing more chaos within the streets of Gotham, but it just wasn't the same. He needed someone, someone he loved dearly. He needed his girl, Harley Quinn. This time when she walked out, he was truly beside himself, and it had actually gotten worse because he had no clue where she was. He had heard on the streets that Harley was with Poison Ivy, but he wasn't quite ready to go find out. Looking at his men, he instructed them to go spy to see if the rumors were true about where his Harley was. He was going to get her back...somehow, some way.
(Sorry if it's crappy. It will get better.
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