Supergirl’s Night Out [FM] [sci-fi]

Supergirl flew through the dark sky and looked down on the illuminated streets. It was a very quiet Friday night. No burglaries, no robberies, no anything. She liked it. She could use a time out, because she really felt tired. Not physically, which would be impossible for a Kryptonian under a yellow sun, but mentally. She really needed some time for herself instead of chasing one criminal after another.

That thought pleased her. Having some fun time. What could she do? Realizing that at the moment she could do anything she wanted without having some ulterior responsabilities, she stopped in midflight and her mind immediately wandered to more basic needs. Needs she always had to supress for the common good, but who always tried to surface. This was the night when she would let them out without feeling bad.

She looked down to check her position and saw that she was hovering over a club. Her mind had already lead her to a place that corresponded to “having a fun time”. It still was early in the evening but there was already a long line forming at the entrance of the club. She first thought about landing at the end of the line and waiting for her turn like everyone else did, but hey, where would be the fun in that? Who was going to deny her entrance anyway?