I already called maintenance about your door, they would have come to fix it. ( her response is, at least, a little less stern this time. just a gently chiding reminder, voice a little softer this go around, and though her arms drop from their tight cross over her chest, her hands still wring a bit, fingertips worrying at each other without thinking about it. ) Not that there's anything to fix now...
( a world-weary, what-am-i-going-to-do-with-you sigh slips through her lips, one more imitation of the dad brand kara danvers is apparently attempting to personify this afternoon, and an instinctive push at the corner of her glasses leaves her feeling a little less overwhelmed by this entire thing. this thing being the pile of rubble in the threshold of sara's room, opposite her own, and the fact that it leaves said room basically inhabitable in the interim. who knew how long a new door would take to procure? )
You have to sleep somewhere. ( the suggestion takes root in her mind long before she's ready to say it, but the smirk stretched across sara's mouth pulls the words from her mouth. ) You could stay with me, if you wanted. You could keep an eye on your stuff, you know, just look across the hall, instead of...
( going elsewhere? there's a strong likelihood of exactly where sara lance would wind up going, and kara's not exactly sure she's a preferable option to it. which might explain the almost apologetic follow-up of: ) You don't have to, obviously. I just thought I'd offer.
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( a world-weary, what-am-i-going-to-do-with-you sigh slips through her lips, one more imitation of the dad brand kara danvers is apparently attempting to personify this afternoon, and an instinctive push at the corner of her glasses leaves her feeling a little less overwhelmed by this entire thing. this thing being the pile of rubble in the threshold of sara's room, opposite her own, and the fact that it leaves said room basically inhabitable in the interim. who knew how long a new door would take to procure? )
You have to sleep somewhere. ( the suggestion takes root in her mind long before she's ready to say it, but the smirk stretched across sara's mouth pulls the words from her mouth. ) You could stay with me, if you wanted. You could keep an eye on your stuff, you know, just look across the hall, instead of...
( going elsewhere? there's a strong likelihood of exactly where sara lance would wind up going, and kara's not exactly sure she's a preferable option to it. which might explain the almost apologetic follow-up of: ) You don't have to, obviously. I just thought I'd offer.