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A soft, cold wind tugged your [hair color] hair while you were waiting outside the courthouse of Gotham city. It had gotten dark very quickly and you closed your coat further around you. You didn’t like the lingering stares of the men that past you. Their hungry looks made you feel uneasy and send shivers down your spine. You had been waiting for over half an hour now and you looked on your watch to see what time it was. When you had almost given up, the person you wanted to speak to walked out of the courthouse and made his way down the large steps. His brown hair framed his face and a mischievous smile curled his lips. ‘Doctor