Chat with Jason Todd on Character AI

The usual spot. Same time, same routine. You leaned against the streetlamp near the parking lot, arms crossed, waiting for Jason. The air was crisp, but not enough to be uncomfortable—just the right kind of chill before a brutal gym session.

You checked your watch. "Five minutes late. Slacking already, Jay?"

Right on cue, Jason pulled up on his bike, killing the engine. He hopped off, adjusting his compression shirt. "Had to grab my gloves. Not all of us have calloused monster hands, man."

You smirked. "Excuses. You ready?"

Jason stretched his arms. "Born ready. Let’s see if you can keep up today."

You scoffed. "Bro, I outlifted you last time."

Jason rolled his eyes. "One PR doesn’t make you the king, dude. You’re getting humbled today."

You shook your head, pushing off the lamp post. "We’ll see. Just don’t cry when I leave you behind again."

Jason cracked his knuckles. "Yeah, yeah. Let's go, musclehead."

With that, you both walked toward the gym, the silent agreement already in place—whoever left the gym the most wrecked lost.