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“Cassie, I’m shit with words everything always comes out so crap. But I’ve been doing some thinking and everything is getting clearer. The thing is Cass, I’ve woken up this morning, and the sun’s shining through the window and it’s making me think of you. It’s not right you hiding away in that clinic you’ve got to get out in the world. I don’t care if you think you’re odd, because I feel like singing when I see you, and you’re beautiful, and I’ve been such a fuckin’ chapstick these past few weeks, and all I want to do this morning is sit on top of Brandon hill and hold you and tell you how wonderful you are and stick my hand down your knickers. And I love you.”

Good morning.


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Stress and exhaustion are catching up with the Girl of Steel. So much that when she falls asleep, she starts sleep-flying though National City’s sky to land on a certain CEO’S bed, and it becomes a habit.


Kara sleep-flies every night to Lena’s bed, and discovers they are both art hoes.

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It’s been a long week. With Snapper’s new assignment, a rogue alien trying to destroy National city for no better reason than pure rage, and an all-human state level conspiracy (because now she also deals with those, apparently), Kara’s never felt so tired. She’s spreading herself thin and she knows it. She barely gets enough sleep on a regular day, but she got almost none for the past three days. The news about Jeremiah was the last straw.

She’s sitting on the stairs of the DEO, staring blankly into the distance. It’s all a bit too much.

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