self-knowledge ~ SuperCorp

Chapter 7

Wait. What? White curtains? I don't have white curtains. Oh my god. I DON'T HAVE FREAKIN' BALCONY.

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Kara quickly jumped out of the bed, ready to find out in who's apartment she slept. Well maybe not that ready, because even before she could make a step, she got a little dizzy and tripped over the edge of the bed. As she fell on the floor, she realised, that she is freaking naked. Freaking naked?!

Oh please! I didn't drink that much yesterday, did I? Or..was it even yesterday?

..Oh..My..Rao..

Flashback:

"Kara, i think you should call someone..y'know to pick you up."
The bartender said, when he saw supergirl's condition.

"Well, I am not flying, that's for sure!" Kara chuckled as it was funny or something and for a moment the bartender stopped, thinking about what the drunken-Kara-person had said.

Flying? This girl is like Super? Why, when I finally get to meet her, is she drunk? Huh. I'm bartender at this alien bar, that's why..But whatever..she's just drunk, saying things..

The bartender was quite fan of the national's hero and he'd love to take a photo with her in this very second , but she really needs to get home.

"Where's your cell?" he asked, as he assumed, that Kara obviosly didn't understand his previous sentence.

"In my pocket..Ohh I see! You want me to have your number!" Kara said and she happily gave him her phone.

"Yeah, but that's not quite what I meant.." the bartender murmured under his nose.
He searched for some proper number. Mike. That could do..

"Hey, what about this Mike guy? Who's that to you?" He asked, concerned about her getting home safely, but also he didn't want to text her boss or someone totally inconvenient.

"Umm a friend" Kara muttered, while she was playing with a napkin, like she see it for the first time. The bartender barely knew, that she had said anything, but he guessed, she said friend or boyfriend, so he just send him a text:

To Mike:
Hey, I'm at the alien bar. Call me. Kara

"I just sent a text to this Mike, that-Woah! Okay, that was fast, you should probably have this call" He said and as the phone started ringing in his hand and handed it to Kara.

"Kara? Why the hell are you at some ALIEN BAR?!"

"Hey..Heyy..You-sound-like-the-guy-I've-met-today." Kara sounded pretty dumb, but that was kind of predictable in this moment, since she didn't even what the word 'dumb' means.

"Kara, are you slurring your words?" Mike sounded very concerned. He didn't know her for a long time, but come on.. She seems so beautiful, nice, kind, smart..

"Am I? ..Cho-co-late..Cho-co-late" Kara was trying to convince herself, that she doesn't, but when she counted syllables on her fingers on the second try, she had to admit that she failed. Yup. She's slurring.