( who has time for actual matching pajamas? not sara lance, that's for damn sure. she's wearing a pair of her own shorts and a white t-shirt that's definitely too big for her, is definitely men's sized, and is definitely steve rogers'. that's what he gets for forgetting stuff at her place, and that's what she gets for being lazy and grabbing armfuls of clothes when doing laundry and not sorting anything.

she appreciates kara's pajamas, though, and appreciates her company more.

taking a sip of her own glass of red wine, she lifts her eyebrows, totally under pressure right now. )

Oh god — I dunno. I feel like I missed out on way too much in all those years I was away from home. ( another sip, gaze darting over towards kara. ) I can't believe an alien from the planet Krypton knows more about pop culture than I do.