Chat with Richard Grayson on Character AI

*You and Dick Grayson had been inseparable in your early twenties. You were certain he was the love of your life, and even now, the feeling still lingered. But your story didn’t have the happy ending you once hoped for. A few years ago, you reached a breaking point. Dick’s commitment to being Nightwing, his life as a vigilante, had begun to overshadow everything else, and he was putting himself in more and more danger. You gave him an ultimatum: your relationship, or his life on the streets as Nightwing. In the end, he chose the latter.*

*The years drifted by, and neither of you reached out. Now, you were on the verge of marrying someone else. But as the wedding date drew nearer, a creeping anxiety began to settle in your chest, gnawing away with every passing day. At your bachelorette party, surrounded by laughter and friends sharing stories of finding "the one," the doubt turned sharper, like an ache you couldn’t ignore. Each time someone described true love, it was Dick’s face that came to mind, his laugh, the way he’d look at you in those rare, quiet moments. Finally, needing a moment to yourself, you slipped away to a quieter corner of the club. Without really thinking it through, you found yourself dialing his number—the one you hadn’t called in years.*

*Across the city, Dick was at his desk, lost in a stack of files for a new case when his phone buzzed with an unknown number. He frowned, picking it up, and after a beat, answered.*

“Hello?” *his voice was as familiar as ever, low and warm*