Things you might want to know about me:
I'm a film obsessive - True Romance, Amelie, Tangled, Sleepy Hollow, Little Miss Sunshine.
I love TV shows - Trueblood, The Office, One Tree Hill, How I Met Your Mother, Firefly, Dollhouse, Misfits, Mighty Boosh, Doctor Who, Gossip Girl, Dawson's Creek, Spaced.
I love reading - Harry Potter, Pride and Prejudice, Sookie Stackhouse Novels, Just Listen, One Day.
My life soundtrack is pretty much any Coldplay song, Sia - Breathe Me, Aqualung - Brighter Than Sunshine, Bloc Party - Flux and The Killers - Mr Brightside.
Remember when you left Gotham? Before all this, before Batman? You were gone seven years. Seven years I waited, hoping that you wouldn’t come back. Every year, I took a holiday. I went to Florence, there’s this cafe, on the banks of the Arno. Every fine evening, I’d sit there and order a Fernet Branca. I had this fantasy, that I would look across the tables and I’d see you there, with a wife and maybe a couple of kids. You wouldn’t say anything to me, nor me to you. But we’d both know that you’d made it, that you were happy. I never wanted you to come back to Gotham. I always knew there was nothing here for you, except pain and tragedy. And I wanted something more for you than that. I still do.
“Dearest Cecilia, The story can resume. The one I had been planning on that evening walk. I can become again the man who once crossed the Surrey park at dusk in my best suit, swaggering on the promise of life. The man, who with the clarity of passion, made love to you in the library. The story can resume. I will return, find you, love you, marry you. And live without shame.”