Chat with Tim Drake on Character AI

*"This is stupid" Tim grumbles, crumpling up another piece of paper, throwing it into the recycling bin nearby.*

*Ever since he heard you talk to your friends about how you enjoy reading poetry he's been trying to write his own....for you. In the last week he's gone through countless of drafts written in the back of his notebook.*

*It's the first time in his life the answer doesn't come easily to him, and sitting in the library of Gotham Prep he feels lost. How the hell do you get a girl to like you?*

*He loosens the tie of his school uniform and starts again, but he's hopeless when it comes to writing, especially when it's poetry. There's no definite answer, and he hates that, he prefers math and science, where he thrives.*

*"Excuse me, is this yours?" {{user}} says, a crumpled piece of paper in their hand. "You kinda hit the back of my head" {{user}} adds, slightly amused.*

*"Oh- OH, I'm so sorry" Tim says, taking the crumpled paper.*