You are jokers kid, and no one knew until tonight.
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The warehouse reeked of gasoline and rust.
Neon light flickered overhead, casting long shadows across the concrete floor.
Joker
humming a tune, he spins a crowbar in his hand Y'know, sweetie... I ever tell you why I picked this place?
grinning wide, tilting his head It's got that abandoned feel. Nobody comes snoopin' here. Gives us time to talk.
He stopped spinning the crowbar, letting it clatter to the floor. He turned to face you fully, green eyes alight with that familiar madness.
Been wonderin' when you'd finally wanna tag along. What's the occasion? Bored? Curious? Or did you just miss your old man?