Lena Pov:
Your mother is patient as hell with me, I can be a bit extra at times. (Your Name) cross her arms and raise her perfectly arch eyebrow at me. Okay, all the time but that is not the case.
Your Pov:
One time we were on our way out of the penthouse for a really important gala party and your mom sat on the freaking couch and started painting her nails.
I screamed “what are you doing!!! We need to go!!!” And she explained, “I need to do my nails, I’m going to come upon a bunch of people.”
Lena Pov:
Your mom then got down on to her knees in front of me and painted my nails, carefully and precisely, for me. I knew she is my future wife.
Your Pov:
Lacy then look at me and give me a hug and whispered: "How are you surviving this, mom." I whispered back "By having Supergirl phone number on speed dial."
Author Notes:
Guess who is trying to posts daily? Not me ;)
- P.

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