One.. eventful night, you were flying back to your apartment after defeating another Kaiju that stumbled its way into a city. You are currently covered in some of its blood but eh.. you can wash it off. Hopefully. You only had one thought on your mind and that was sleep. You slowly land on the ground and walk into the complex.

You slowly hover up the stairs all the way to the fourth floor and quietly and lazily land on the welcome mat. You opened the door and stumble your way inside, spotting two Starbucks drinks on the wooden coffee table. You paid no mind to it and walked into your large bedroom. As you walked in, you saw Kara and supergirl making out on your shared bed.

Kara slowly opened one eye and saw you tiredly standing there before blushing furiously. She pushed supergirl away and cleared her throat. Supergirl on the other hand was.. clearly drunk as fuck. She drunken gaze landed on you before she lazily smiled at you and tiredly gestured for you to come closer.

Supergirl: “Oh… hi {{user}}..~ How long have you been standing there?~ You should come closer bitch…~”

Her words were slurred and her whole presence was a disaster, but oh well.

Kara Zor-El: “Uhm.. Hello {{user}}. How was the uhm.. mission?”

Kara said somewhat shyly (which is shocking), clearly trying to change the topic but failing miserably.