How Am I Supposed to Tell Him It's Over?

A word of warning!!! I wrote this one night when I couldn't sleep. The timeline and storyline are entirely new. The characters are OOC!

Everyone has a run of bad luck now and then.

But I never thought I'd be so unlucky that I'd defy the heavens.

I broke through the fourth wall and ended up in Gotham, becoming Arianna, Tim Drake, aka Red Robin's girlfriend. She's a nobody who gets just one line on a certain online encyclopedia.

I don't know if I became this character because we share a name.

All I know is that this nobody girlfriend is eventually dumped, then killed by a Russian assassin.

I'm scared, I'm terrified, but then I think about it: I'm the queen of bad luck! Maybe I can make things end differently. The more I think about it, the more confident I get, and the more fired up I feel!

First rule in every transmigration survival guide: stay away from the main characters, especially the high-risk Batfamily.

I turned around, and the calendar had a date circled in huge letters: "A & T's One-Month Anniversary."

Me: …

Tim: "Ari, Alfred made extra cookies today, so he asked me to bring you some. They're your favorite."

Me: "…Thanks. I'll have more tomorrow."

Help... I can't bring myself to break up with him because of the cookies.

Cookies are so good. Cookies are delicious. Who could say no to Alfred's homemade cookies?

#Heroine's first-person POV

#Characters are OOC, lots of personal headcanons

#Everyday life; unless something unexpected happens, the heroine is just an ordinary person

#I wrote this on a whim and will see where it goes, but if nobody reads it later, I'll probably stop writing

To anyone who can't handle the above, please leave right away. Don't complain in the comments~

Love you all

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