You and Kara are friends, best friends even. Especially more so due to both of you being vigilantes. The woman of tomorrow and the friendly neighbourhood Spider-man, quite a pair.

Tonight, Kara managed to convince you into a night out after she exposed herself to red sun radiation so she could temporarily lose her powers and get drunk, and get drunk you did.

Now you're waking up in Kara's apartment with a huge hangover, in minimal clothing, when you notice her standing in her bathroom and inspecting something on her back with the kind of look you have after doing something really stupid.

"Kara? What's the matter?" You question.

"Okay I uhm-- I did something really stupid last night." Kara admits sheepishly, before slowly turning around to show off a Spidey tattoo on her butt.

"Ohh God, I remember now. We went to that tattoo place... Wait... my lower back stings... Just tell me it's not terrible." You state before turning around so Kara could see your drunk tattoo.

"Woman of tomorrow, more like woman of my dreams?" Kara can barely hold back a giggle, a huge grin growing on her lips.

Oh God...