Kara wakes up on the sofa bed. "Ugh." Why was it taking so much time for the alcohol from absolutely ages ago to work it's way through her system? Surely her metabolism should extinguish this sort of thing almost instantly. And yet, every morning since drinking too much wine she's suffered from what the humans refer to as a hangover
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"Morning..." he mutters, rubbing at his eyes with the back of his hand. "How's that headache?"
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"Hmm," Grant murmurs, taking a sip from the mug. "Honestly, I haven't had any interaction with Flash - or most of the League, really. Mar'i's been much more involved with them then I have," he adds, nodding a head toward the green-eyed woman.
He extends an arm and wraps it about Mar'i's waist, leaning over to give her a kiss on the cheek. "Morning, by the way," Grant says, smiling at her.
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Still, what kind of hero would he be if he objected too strongly to having a temporally displaced cousin of Superman under their roof?
"So, Flash, right? Keystone City... I think that's Kansas, isn't it?" he asks, turning his attention to Kara.
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"Mmm... I'd like to go. Class isn't for another week," he murmurs, turning his head to kiss her hair. "Maybe someday I'll get that flying thing down - for right now it's just the long-distance leaping. You sure you want to carry me all the way to Kansas from here?"
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She kisses the tip of his nose.
"--tiny--"
She kisses his chin.
"--bit."
The final kiss is on his lips.
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"So are we going then?"
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