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Post by Alison on Sept 3, 2009 23:19:17 GMT -5
Luna sighed as she walked down the streets of Gotham. As a girl who worked as a secretary to Bruce Wayne, it was no wonder that she didn't have a car to get her from place to place. She sighed as she moved her brown hair from her face as her blunt bangs always fell into place. She was just on her break, going to the nearest Starbucks to grab a cup of coffee. She rolled her green eyes as she pulled the door open to Starbucks and walked inside slowly.
Everyone knew about the bank next door, but no one paid much attention to the imminent danger of what would happen if the Joker were to happen be there. Luna flicked her hair from her shoulder as she smoothed out her black pencil skirt. She rolled up her white blouse sleeves, and glanced down at her purple shiny heels. She liked the color purple.
Luna’s phone rang and when she answered it, it was her boss, Bruce Wayne. He was certainly attracted to her but the only way he seemed to know how to show his affections was through bossing her around. “Luna? Yeah, are you in Starbucks? Get me a non-fat latte will you? And one of those marble c—“ He never had a chance to finish his words as the wall that connected to the bank next door exploded. She gasped when the wall near her collapsed and out poured lackeys and Joker. “I gotta go.” She muttered into the cell phone before sliding it into her bra in her shirt. Hey. Luna didn’t have a purse on her, and no pockets. Where else would she put it.
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