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newgenog · 8 months

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REVENGE

Notes: This is another teaser from chapter seven.

If you're just stumbling across this, and haven't already done so, please stop and start by reading part one of chapter one.

This #Batwoman AU is based on the ABC tv series #Revenge. Ryan Wilder had just about everything taken from her when we met her, and she was doing her best to get it back. In this version of the story, that means taking some people down along the way. And, she's definitely no hero.

I realize it's Sunday and not Friday. I'm late because everything I'd written by then felt too spoilery. But I think this is a safe (super drafty) teaser. I'm still trying my hardest to post this chapter in full by September 1st (which would make this the last teaser for "season one" if I can power through).

So, you know, writing vibes are appreciated.

CHAPTER SEVEN SNEAK PEEK

WEDNESDAY, JULY 12TH, 10:00 AM, HAMILTON DYNAMICS

Tommy walks into Catherine’s office with a tray full of caffeinated beverages from the coffee and tea shop that’s accessible through the lobby of the building. Evan is seated across from her, in one of two white leather and chrome office chairs at her porcelain desk. It’s day two of Tommy’s internship, and he was only asked to bring Catherine’s late-morning coffee to her, but he knows he’s on thin ice with Evan, and figures he could afford to make a few romantic deposits.

He doesn’t intend to interrupt them. He simply plucks each drink out of its secured space on the tray and gently sets it in front of its new owner. He’s a professional, so he prepares to leave as though he was never there, but stops when he hears Even react with a curious tone. They’re looking at their cell phone, and apparently surprised by a notification they just received. Even Catherine is inquisitive when she sees the partial frown on their face.

Catherine: “Something to share?”

Evan: “It’s Kate…”

Tommy raises an eyebrow, skeptically. His understanding is that Kate hadn’t spoken to either of them since she walked in on Tommy’s admission to Evan during the Independence Day Banquet.

Catherine: “Is everything alright?”

Evan: “It shouldn’t be…”

Tommy: “What’s that mean?”

Evan: “I was DMing Mary yesterday, and she was telling me about her boyfriend being hit by that car….I know he and Kate are close-”

Catherine: “Do you mean Luke? Are they actually in a relationship now?!”

Evan: “Oh, yeah…Didn’t realize you didn’t know, yet.”

Catherine: “That would require my daughter to speak to me.”

Tommy: “I’m sorry. What were you about to say about Kate?”

Evan: “Well, she says she’s planning a big event that she wants to happen before the end of the month, and I’m just surprised she’d push for something so soon, considering.”

Tommy: “Is this like a Save the Date?”

Evan: “No. She wants to hire me to plan it, like a contract.”

Evan slowly peers up at Catherine, and Tommy follows their gaze to observe her reaction, as well.

Catherine: “Did she say what kind of event it was?”

Evan: “She said she wants to fill me in later, but…”

Evan shifts their eyes to Tommy.

Tommy: “What? Did she mention me?”

Evan: “Actually, she mentioned Robyn. They're planning it together…”

The room is so silent for a moment that it seems everyone is holding their breath. Suprisingly, Catherine speaks first.

Catherine: “I think you should do it, that is, if you want to.”

Evan looks back at her completely shocked.

Evan: “But what about-”

Catherine: “Evan, I know you have goals above and beyond working for me. And I also trust you to be able to juggle, so you can fit this in if it’s important to you.”

Evan wants to demonstrate their appreciation, but is still a little too taken aback, and unsure to adjust their expression or form words to respond.

Tommy: “And, if I may, we could all probably afford to try to repair some of what’s destabilized our bridges.”

Catherine: “I agree with Tommy. If I’m correct in my assumption, you probably haven’t spent very much time with your friends lately because Kate and Mary are upset with me for one reason or another.”

Evan only offers a side smile in response. They look at Tommy, doubtfully.

Tommy: “It’s not just you, Mrs. Hamilton. I’ve also frustrated both of them a couple of times. And, Evan, I don’t want you caught up in all of that. So, if it helps with your decision, I can go talk to Kate.”

Evan: “Really? “You’d do that?”

Tommy: “For the both of you…? Anything.”

Catherine: “So, it’s settled. Evan, you tell Kate you’ll hear her plans, and Tommy, you’ll head over to Kate to clear things up, so that this isn’t an issue when they all meet later.”

Tommy: “Are you suggesting I go now?”

Catherine: “Why save for tomorrow what you can get done today, Tommy? Internship lesson number one: tackle your low hanging fruit first, and don’t put off the things that don’t require figuring out to get done.”

Tommy: “Copy that. I’ll be on my way, then.“

Evan reaches out, and grabs Tommy’s arm before he can leave. They look up, eyes filled with sincerity.

Evan: “Thank you.”

Tommy breaks his professionalism for a moment, leans down, and kisses Evan on the cheek. Then, without looking back, he heads for the door to try to make some form of amends with his friend. His opinions on everything haven't changed. Neither have his plans. However, he realizes being at odds with Kate Kane wouldn't make achieving what he's set out to accomplish any easier. Even more, he didn't miss the briefest glint of what looked like competitiveness pass through Catherine's expressions. So, if he could get a little intell that might impress his new boss while he was there, even better.

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To be continued…

Random note/update: I don't know what math I was doing when I originally gave Jordan her age but I have since revised it. Jordan is 19. Which means she was seven when Sophie graduated high school. So whatever age you've been imagining her as please update it in your mind. I will be going back to any prior chapter that references her age to try to make the adjustments as well.

And, hopefully you understand that for chapter 7, we went backwards in time. We spent most of the second half of last chapter revolving around Luke. But plenty was happening while he was "resting." We will catch up to present day before the chapter is over.

See you next week!

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wildmooreweek · 1 year

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Hello, hello, hello! I think it’s time for another Wildmoore Week.

Starting February 8th to February 14th, you’re invited to share writing, gifs, art, videos, etc dedicated to Wildmoore.

Use these prompts as guidelines for your creations, not rules! Art is subjective after all. Be sure to tag your posts with #wmw23 so we can share them on here! If you post to ao3 be sure to add to the new collection. Also, feel free to interact on twitter.

Edits

Day 1 - February 8th - moment you’ll never get sick of

Day 2 - February 9th - film poster

Day 3 - February 10th - incorrect Batwoman

Day 4 - February 11th - social media

Day 5 - February 12th - opening credits

Day 6 - February 13th - magazine/tabloids

Day 7 - February 14th - free day

Art

Day 1 - February 8th - parents (human babies and/or pets)

Day 2 - February 9th - diff heroes/villains (catwoman!Sophie stans go wild/wildcard!Ryan?)

Day 3 - February 10th - carnival

Day 4 - February 11th - cooking (chef or domestic fluff?)

Day 5 - February 12th - flower shop

Day 6 - February 13th - character swap (put Wildmoore in your favorite movie etc.)

Day 7 - February 14th - free day

Writing

Day 1 - February 8th - nanny “I love y-those kids.”

Day 2 - February 9th - hidden talent “Oh that’s...hot?”

Day 3 - February 10th - freaky friday “How'd you make it look so easy?”

Day 4 - February 11th - nightclub "You think the dj/band takes requests?"

Day 5 - February 12th - family reunion “You are not at all what I expected.”

Day 6 - February 13th - forced proximity “So, this is karma?”

Day 7 - February 14th - free day

#wmw23 #Ryan Wilder #Sophie Moore #Batwoman #wildmoore #wildmoore week #prompts2

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sapphictv · 1 year

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Happy Valentine's Day and Wildmoore Week! ❤️

#Wildmoore #Batwoman #Wildmoore Week #wildmooreweek #wmw23

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pippytmi · 1 year

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Wildmoore Week 2023 Day 4: Nightclub/ “You think the dj/band takes requests?” / (+ a soulmate AU where the first words your soulmate ever says is on each other’s wrists)

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There is nothing, Ryan decides, quite as bleak as a public restroom in a nightclub.

The floor is wet with remnants of rainwater from outside, the bass is bumping so loud the walls shake with it, and someone is humming entirely off-beat in one of the stalls in a manner that is distinctively—wait.

“Mary? Are you…good?”

“Uh-huh,” Mary sing-songs from wherever she's at. “This is so fun, Ryan. Isn't it so fun?”

Ryan finishes washing her hands, but there's no paper towels left in the dispenser and she has to shake her hands out over the sink in a futile attempt to dry them. “Yeah,” she agrees haltingly. “So fun.” On the mirror, someone has taken a Sharpie to the glass to write their Instagram handle, and it shows up on Ryan’s forehead like a taunt.

Honestly, she had expected something more…fancy for tonight's festivities, not this club-bordering-on-dive-bar that Kate Kane has selected. But this is Mary's favorite sister and maid of honor they're talking about, so Ryan will wisely keep all such thoughts to herself tonight.

(Even the fact that this is the strangest turnout for a bachelorette party she's ever seen).

Mary comes stumbling (read: banging) out of her stall. “We should do shots,” she gasps, as if this is an epiphany she's just had and not a repeat of the very first sentence she'd uttered when they arrived.

“Sure,” Ryan agrees, and waits patiently as Mary joins her at the sinks.

“And we'll save one for Sophie.”

Sophie Moore is the only elusive bridesmaid that Ryan has yet to meet. Not the last to arrive, though; Kate hasn't even deigned to show up yet. Only Alice—Mary's other sister—is waiting for them back at the bar. Truth be told, Ryan isn’t quite sure what to make of her. Alice always makes snide comments about Ryan's clothes and always, always seems to undercut Mary's fun with snark, but Mary tends to excuse it. She likes to fall back on the fact that Alice has become somewhat of a bitter person since her soulmate died; Ryan might not understand since she's never met her own soulmate, but she's pretty much of the ideology that nothing excuses being an asshole.

Kate Kane not showing up to her sister’s bachelorette despite picking the location trumps all of that tonight, though. Mary hasn't said anything about it, but Ryan has already decided she'll glare at Kate all night to make up for it.

“So who is Sophie, again?” Ryan remembers to ask as they squeeze out past the bathroom line and back into the deafening bass of the club.

“My dad’s favorite child,” Mary has to half-shout. “He was seriously devastated when she and Kate broke up.”

“Wait. One of your bridesmaids…is your sister’s ex?” Ryan says, bewildered. “Isn’t that—I don't know. Kind of awkward for them?”

“Aw, no, we love Sophie. And she and Kate are cool! Trust me, you'll love her.”

The topic of Sophie is quickly forgotten by the time they rejoin Alice at the bar for another round of tequila shots. Three shots in, Ryan is finally feeling a warm buzz, and she's loose enough to allow Mary to drag her into the crowd to dance. (Alice is there too, but she can ignore that.) She can even ignore the music, which has been a strange mix of either 90’s hip-hop or weird 70’s disco.

“You think the DJ takes requests?” Ryan turns to yell at Mary, but she ends up shouting this at a complete stranger behind her instead—a very pretty complete stranger, whose brown eyes grow impossibly wide as she catches the question.

“Oh my God, Sophie!” Mary is suddenly catching said stranger into a frantic, tipsy hug. “Ryan, this is—oh my God this is my song! Alice! This is my song!”

Ryan fondly watches Mary drag Alice into an one-sided hug, swaying them back and forth to “Stayin’ Alive,” and knows in an instant that anyone sober will absolutely not survive tonight; she takes pity on Sophie Moore and leans in to close enough to say,

“Hey, I’ll go get you a drink!”

She carefully extracts herself from the throngs of sweaty dancers, all too grateful to escape, and nabs a seat at the somewhat-quieter bar. The bartender is high in demand tonight, but he still makes time to toss over his shoulder,

“What can I get you?”

“Two shots of Patron,” Ryan says, fishing for a twenty from her wallet. The one perk of this place is cheap enough drinks that otherwise would have cost her twice the amount.

He nods at her, harried, and Ryan leans her arm against the sticky wood to wait. She casts a curious glance back to where Mary might be, but is surprised when she sees Sophie instead, walking over with a strange look on her face.

Ryan tilts her head questioningly, but is not kept in suspense long; Sophie comes to a resolute stop before Ryan, wringing her hands together, before she speaks.

“This,” Sophie says, “is officially the weirdest night of my life.”

Well Ryan can officially second that thought, because those words might as well have been imprinted in her mind. That is her soulmark. That means Sophie Moore, the fabled ex of Mary’s sister, is her soulmate.

“Wait,” Ryan says, “are you—?” She is holding out her arm in a second, and Sophie is matching her pose. Sure enough, there are the words you think the DJ takes requests right on Sophie’s wrist. “Well shit.”

For a moment, all they can seem to do is stare at each other. Sophie is, impossibly, even prettier up close. Perfect eyebrows, heart-shaped face, parted lips in open surprise; she is simultaneously everything and yet nothing like Ryan anticipated.

“I was not expecting this,” Sophie says, her brow crinkling in distress. “Fuck, I almost didn’t show up today. It’s a goddamn miracle I even—” She pauses. “I didn’t get your name.”

Ryan would laugh, if she weren’t equally as shell-shocked. “Ryan,” she says. “I’d ask how you know the bride, but…”

Sophie winces. “Right,” she mumbles. “You can imagine why I wasn’t crazy about showing up.”

“Oh you’re good, Kate never even came,” Ryan says unthinkingly, and immediately wonders if she’s said something wrong by the way Sophie eyes her strangely.

“She’s…actually the DJ,” Sophie informs her. “She plays the last Saturday of every month here.”

“Damn,” Ryan blinks, “and here I thought she was just a flake.” She is slightly relieved to know Kate did not abandon Mary, but still: “Hold on, did she seriously throw a bachelorette party for her sister at her job? That’s kind of…”

“Shitty?” Sophie finishes knowingly, and this time, Ryan does laugh. Thankfully Sophie does too, a kind of sheepish, shared understanding of the situation.

“Well, Mary’s having fun at least,” Ryan says. “And Alice hasn’t murdered anyone, which must be a new personal record, or something.” A flash of movement to her right momentarily distracts her—the bartender has finally had a chance to pour the shots, and Ryan hands them off to Sophie. “Here. I think you need both of these.”

Sophie’s expression twists, ever-so-slightly, into trepidation. “Thanks,” she says, slowly easing into the first, and then grimacing and shooting back the second once the first seems to hit. “God, I haven’t had tequila in forever. That’s vile.”

“Really? I even sprang for the good stuff,” Ryan says, shifting over so Sophie can join her in leaning against the bar.

“I’m more of a vodka girl, I guess,” Sophie sighs, and takes the unspoken invitation to move closer.

There is something thrilling about it, to have a soulmate. Ryan knows, logistically, that she has always had one. But meeting her—seeing her—is something different, and Ryan is inexplicably on the edge of her seat. Her stomach is somersaulting, her heart is hammering, as if the mere proximity of Sophie Moore is a drug.

“This is weird,” Ryan feels the need to announce. Or at least, her mouth certainly seems to think so, already one step ahead of her head. “Does it feel weird to you?”

“I think,” Sophie says slowly, “if it didn’t feel weird, then that would be even weirder. If that makes sense.”

“It does,” Ryan says. Her arm is brushing against Sophie’s ever so often, and Ryan feels herself itching to close the distance altogether. “Everyone used to make fun of my soulmark, you know. They’d say I was going to be the worst date.”

“That couldn’t have been worse than being told ‘maybe you’ll meet your soulmate today’ at every single event where there was a DJ,” Sophie muses. “That was only, oh…every single party in existence.”

Ryan pauses to consider this. “Okay, you win.”

Sophie smiles with the corner of her mouth, and she gazes at Ryan from under those long, pretty eyelashes, and yeah—Ryan’s a goner. Shit. This really could not be the worst time to meet her soulmate. She always imagined something more romantic, like standing in the rain while meeting eyes. Or bumping into each other in a nice restaurant, hands brushing against each other in a lucky accident. Or, really, anywhere that does not have drunkards screaming along to YMCA while the scent of spilled rum lingers in the air.

“Should we go find Mary?” Sophie asks. “She’s probably going to be looking for us.”

“Maybe, yeah,” Ryan is reluctant to agree. But when Sophie takes a solitary, expectant step, all Ryan knows in that instant is she doesn’t want to go back. “Unless…we could get out of here. Walk around, get some tacos until they’re done here.”

Sophie’s smile melts into something gentler. Something curious. “Kind of like a date?” she prompts.

“It…could be.”

There’s a split second where Sophie sways right into her again, so close their faces almost touch when she leans down. Her breath is warm against Ryan’s ear when she whispers apologetically, “I think we might be even shittier friends than Kate if we ditch Mary.”

“Right. No, that makes sense,” Ryan is loathe to admit. “Especially if we leave her with Alice.”

“Exactly.” From the way Sophie suddenly frowns, it’s clear she must be remembering her own sour encounter with Alice. “But, um, if you’re not doing anything next weekend, my friend is kind of getting married…maybe you’d like to be my plus one?” There’s a hint of shyness in the way she shifts back, in the way her gaze darts anxiously over Ryan’s face, and Ryan’s lungs burn with her ensuing rush of relief.

Hell, Ryan even manages a joke of her own, just about ready to bite through her bottom lip in an effort to keep a grin at bay. “You know,” she says, “I think I can manage that. We might even be going to the same place now that I think about it…”

“Wow,” Sophie plays along, her gaze soft and undeniably hopeful, as they melt back into the crowd together. “Talk about a coincidence.”

Or fate, Ryan thinks, but the words go unsaid; they settle instead in their linked hands, in the shared glances they exchange the rest of the night, in the way neither is willing to say goodbye when 2 A.M. rolls around.

(The promise, however…that remains).

#its still 02/11/23 for me so technically im not late i swear #what do u know guys!! i finally wrote a straight up happy soulmate au #wildmoore #wmw23 #batwoman #i need a fic tag #this was not the prompt i expected to write for ngl but im like...73% ok with how it turned out

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yorit1 · 1 year

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#batwoman #wmw23 #wildmoore #ryan wilder #sophie moore #wlw pride #wlw love #wlw art #wlw

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jaeleo26 · 1 year

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batwoman (TV 2019), Black Lightning (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sophie Moore/Ryan Wilder, Grace Choi/Anissa Pierce Characters: Ryan Wilder, Sophie Moore, Anissa Pierce, Grace Choi Additional Tags: Wildmoore Week (Batwoman), #WMW23, the Arrowverse crossover we needed and deserved Summary:

Wildmoore Week Day 4: Nightclub

#wildmoore week #wmw23 #I'm late af but i'm still gonna post these soooo #my fic #wildmoore #batwoman #ryan wilder #sophie moore

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stitched-with-flaws · 1 year

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Day 7 of Wildmoore Week - Ryan gets a little nostalgic and sentimental for Sophie on Valentine’s Day.

#wildmoore #wmw23 #batwoman #wildmoore week

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lexasdagger · 1 year

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Wildmoore Week '23 Day 3 - Incorrect Batwoman Part 1

#wildmoore #wildmoore week #wmw23 #Ryan Wilder #Sophie Moore #Javicia Leslie #Meagan Tandy #batwoman #batwomanedit #ash's edits #myedit #Y'ALL i saved waaaaaay too many quotes #but it was worth it

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markedbyindecision · 1 year

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Wildmoore Week 2023

Day 7: free day

↳ favorite quotes

(All scenes taken from this YouTube playlist of all the Wildmoore scenes)

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shessoft · 1 year

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Wildmoore Week 2023 - Day 2 Film Poster(s)

Non-gif versions here

#wmw23 #wildmooreedit #ryanwilderedit #sophiemooreedit #wildmooresource #ollies edits #allie's wmw 23 #Sophie is not on the second poster BUT SHE IS THE CO LEAD YOU BETTER BELIEVE

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savebatwoman · 1 year

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The wait is nearly over. Join us on Twitter at 8PM ET on Wednesday, and we'll live tweet together during #TheFlash, in hopes of spotting @javicia as some version of Ryan Wilder. 2/8/22 is also the first day of #WildmooreWeek. Check out the prompts and join the celebration using #wmw23! See linktree for more info. #SaveBatwoman #Batwoman https://www.instagram.com/p/CoY4fC5MBti/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#theflash #wildmooreweek #wmw23 #savebatwoman #batwoman

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newgenog · 9 months

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REVENGE

Notes: This is NOT part one of chapter seven. As a reminder, we've switched to weekly teasers for each chapter.

If you're just stumbling across this, and haven't already done so, please stop and start by reading chapter one.

Hopefully you're recovered from chapter 6, and ready for our season finale. I'll try to hold you over with out of sequence and context teasers while I wrap this up. See you next Friday for teaser 2 for chapter 7.

CHAPTER SEVEN SNEAK PEEK

TUESDAY, JULY 10TH, 8:00 PM, THE HOLD UP

Ryan made it through her second day back to work after the holiday that became a regressive spiral into feelings she thought she’d buried, after Angelique put a Crow in a coma, after Luke was attacked by another Crow and hospitalized, and of course after Sophie found out who she was and Ryan crushed her when she admitted she never intended to tell her the truth. In reality, going to work was probably Ryan’s best option, because being left to her own devices at a time like this could result in literal bombs being placed and set everywhere her enemies frequented. But that kind of quick ending wouldn’t be nearly as satisfying as ensuring the plan she’d spent years devising came to fruition, nor would it be fitting enough justice for them. They didn’t deserve quick endings. They needed to experience complete loss and total destruction. They needed to see her thriving in spite of everything they took from her. The only way that would happen was if she got her house in order.

Fortunately, Sophie did still help, as she'd promised, and at least a couple of Ryan’s obstacles were now less threatening. She hadn’t spoken to Angelique in almost two days, and figured she too was barely keeping it together, wondering when the next Crow would jump out and try to take her down. So, Ryan goes to The Hold Up to give Angelique the news that Sophie had shared with her earlier that morning. She can’t deny that knowing with confidence Sophie won’t be there, because she’s currently on her shift with Luke, has influenced her timing.

She walks up to the bar and a very worried Jordan greets her.

Jordan: “Hey, Robyn…how are you holding up?”

Ryan: “I’ve definitely been a lot better than this, but I’ve also been worse. So…”

Jordan: “I hear that. Well, have you eaten anything?”

Ryan: “A little…earlier…haven’t been super hungry.”

Jordan: “Not surprising, considering. Why don’t I at least put some of your favorite fries in front of you, and we can see what happens?”

Ryan: “Look at you, taking care of me…”

Jordan: “I might be concerned about Luke, but you were there…I can’t even imagine what that was like. And, I’m going to guess you’re not leaning on my sister right now… So, yeah, anything I can do.”

Ryan: “That obvious, huh?”

Jordan: “Oh yeah…but I’m not worried about you two.”

Jordan winks at Ryan, and she smiles back gingerly, appreciating the hope.

Ryan: “Are you here alone?”

Jordan: “My mom’s in the kitchen, even though she should probably be heading home soon. But, it’s our TikTok queen’s night off, and with Soph so occupied right now…I mean, it’s hella dead in here, anyway. So it's not like she’s working hard.”

Ryan: “Wait, who’s your TikTok queen?”

Jordan: “Oh, you didn’t see…?”

Ryan: “I’m not really on socials like that…”

Jordan grabs her phone, taps it a few times, and then slides it over.

Jordan: “I’m going to go put your order in. Enjoy the show!”

As Jordan walks away, Ryan watches Angelique and another woman feed each other shots, what looks like for the third time based on the empty glasses nearby them. Then she tongues the girl down. As she pulls away, she snatches a panda hat off of her lipstick lover's head, placing it atop her own, and dances away to loud hip-hop music playing throughout the bar. The clip, taken on a customer's phone, has over fifty thousand likes, which is a lot for Gotham. The Hold Up is tagged as the location.

Ryan puts the phone down on the bar, completely furious. What about that was laying low or sticking to her routine?

Ryan: “Hey, Jordan! Can I get those fries to go? Think I’m just going to head to bed early.”

Ryan's night is actually about to get a lot longer.

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To be continued…

We finish season one and chapter seven in August. Let's do this!

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