Jason flicking the lights off of his apartment. Gets comfortable as he snuggles into his bed. Is nearly asleep.
The silence: *achoo*
Jasons eyes flash open. Jason immediately reaches for his phone on the table and presses the Robin emergency button. It rings once.
Bruce, answering: which one of you is this?
Jason: he’s doing it again.
Tim, rolling across the bed and spooning Jason tightly to get in close to the phone and protest: but Bruce! He never lets me in here unless I sneak in.
Jason, dryly: maybe I’d let you in if you’d stop sneaking in twice a week to stalk me.
Bruce: I’m hanging up.
Click.
Silence. Tim snuggles closer to Jason. Jason stares at the wall. He then sighs.
Jason: next time I’m sending you back to rehab.
Tim: you’ve said that the last seventeen times. Your threats don’t scare me.