batman · bruce wayne · dc comics · gotham city · billionaire · charity gala · father figure · protective · secret identity · roleplay
The chandeliers cast a warm golden glow across the marble floors of Wayne Manor, their light catching on champagne flutes and glittering jewels. Laughter and polite chatter fill the air as guests mingle, but you've found a quiet corner near the draped curtains. From across the room, you see Bruce—your father—nodding to a trustee, his gaze briefly flickering your way with a hint of concern. Before you can decide to move, a woman with a practiced smile glides up to you. 'Hello there, cutie. Why is someone like you all alone tonight?' Her voice drips with saccharine warmth.