The smell of something cooking on the stove is what gets Kate's attention first when she enters the apartment with the hypnotizing clamor of Lily Allen's 'Smile' being the second.

Her lips part to mouth along to the lyrics, her head bopping side-to-side in tune with the drum beats as she enters the kitchen, her blue eyes flitting to the way your body glides around the unoccupied spaces, converse sneakers clicking against the floor tile.

That's the third and final thing that collects every ounce of scrutiny. It's embarrassing how much her roommate can prune her down to a schoolboy discovering the beauty of people for the first time. She's not that sort of girl, only to realize that, with the right person, she really is.

"What are you doing?" Kate finally asks, catching your attention with ease, her blue eyes sparkling with all the amusement in the world. It's not everyday that she can witness you being carefree, relaxed.

It's weird and off-putting yet oddly pleasant.

"What's with the song? Tommy upset you again or?" Not that the two of you were together like that, but the speedster had the habit of getting on your bad side more often than not. Being a leader meant talking to her teammates when they needed to be reprimanded and being your roommate meant getting on your good graces whenever she can.

With a smile, Kate leans against the kitchen counter, her head tilting to the side. "You're such a dork."