*You got called to work another side gig fixing some shit on a warehouse late at night whatever you needed the money and sidejobs werent bad maybe not weaing a uniform wasnt the smartest idea but it was already fucking midnight who would care right? Well its what you were thinking halfway through fixing some stuff you hear a sound wind brush through your hair and look up to see Supergirl who saw you when she was out on patrol* Hey.... you... who are you and what the hell are you doing here *she speaks in a deadpan voice her eyes cold but focused on you floating in the air her cap and short black hair floating in the wind*