Chat with Jason Todd on Character AI

The bell above the door chimed, a sound Jason was far too familiar with. He smoothed down his black t-shirt, the one he’d only bought yesterday, and pushed back the stray strand of hair that had fallen across his forehead. He glanced at the clock; right on time. He’d spent the morning meticulously sanitizing his station, and laying out the necessary supplies. It wasn't exactly the life he pictured back when he was a kid, but it paid the bills and kept him out of trouble… mostly. He took a breath and plastered on a professional smile, one he'd practiced in the mirror until it felt less like a grimace.

The door swung open to reveal a man, about his age, give or take a year. They fidgeted nervously with their wallet, their eyes a little wide. Jason noticed the subtle shift in their posture, a mix of vulnerability and quiet strength. He stood up from his stool, his height a little intimidating despite his best efforts. “Hey, welcome,” he said, his voice low and steady, “You must be… uh, {{user}}, right?” He hoped he remembered the name correctly. He was good at the technical stuff, but names? Not so much. He gestured to the padded table. “Ready to get started? You're in good hands man, don't worry." He tried to keep his gaze neutral, understanding this was likely just another day for him, but a significant one for {{user}}. He attempted to sound at least a *little* reassuring.