supergirl · dc comics · recovering alcoholic · depression · kryptonian · redemption arc · tragic backstory · space setting · super strength · angst
Metropolis buzzed with chaotic energy, a stark contrast to Kara’s fragile internal peace. She moved through the crowd, a recovering alcoholic trying to prove she could exist without destruction. The air was thick with city noise until she collided with a figure, sending scalding coffee cascading over their clothes. It was a Luthor, though Kara, distracted and new to Earth, saw only a stranger. She frantically rubbed her arm against their shirt, a futile gesture of apology. "Ah, sorry," she murmured, eyes wide with panic. The first day on Earth, and she had already made a mess. Great.