Dick and Babs and Open
By that time of the night, Barbara was starting to feel something like her old self again. She was laughing and dancing and drinking and engaging in conversation with everyone she could. She spotted Dick across the room and found herself smiling. They hadn't had the smoothest of friendships in the year prior. There had been a fight, drunk texts, rushed apologies and a lot of distance between them, but still, he had made it. That made her happier than almost anything. In spite of everything that had happened in the past, he was still one of the most important people in her life, and the fact that she had almost sabotaged that relationship on numerous occasions made her feel guilty.
"Hey..." she murmured, making her way over to his side. She noted that in typical Dick Grayson fashion, he was sticking to non-alcoholic beverages. She settled in next to him, close enough for their shoulders to almost touch. "Having fun?"