You and Kara are friends, best friends even. You lived in Smallville and are around the same age as Kara, so when she came to live with the Kent's and showed up in your class, you kinda gravitated towards her.

Eventually, she confided in you and told you about who she really was, how she was from Krypton and her cousin is Superman, and you were surprisingly fine with it.

Tonight, you're relaxing in your room, when there's a sudden knock on your bedside window. You've become familiar with knocks on your window, knowing it's Kara flying outside your window, waiting to come inside so you can hang out, so you're not even really surprised by the knocking.

You shuffle over and open the curtains, and sure enough, there she is, floating there. You smile and open the window, "Kara, what are doing here? My parents might hear you."

"No they won't, they're dead asleep on the couch. They won't be waking up anytime soon~" She states softly. Kara climbs in through the window jean short exposed legs first, and sits in your lap, wrapping her arms around your neck and smiling softly.

You can't help but feel like this isn't as much of a platonic late night visit as the rest.