Prompt "Where did you get the flowers from?"
Kara was feeling down after losing a couple of people in a somewhat unsuccessful rescue she'd attempted earlier that day. And the day just got worse when a giant bouquet of gorgeous flowers was delivered to Cat's office. The flowers probably cost more than Kara's earnings in a week and, when she looked at the card and saw they were from Maxwell Lord, an irrational anger made her chest ache and her judgement cloud as she thought about just incinerating them with her heat vision.
In front of everyone.
"Kiera!"
Kara snapped out of the anger and schooled herself as her boss strode out of her office, her face the picture of annoyance. "Yes, Miss Grant?"
"From where did you get the flowers? I didn't think you were seeing someone."
Before the hero could stop herself, she was answering, her tone a little snarkier than was wise. "They're for you, from Max Lord. I didn't know you were seeing HIM."
Cat blinked and slowly slid her glasses off to chew on the arm of them and regard her assistant with new interest. "Well, Kiera, with THAT tone, one might think that you're jealous."
The younger blonde swallowed. "Wh-whhy would I be jealous?" she asked quietly. "It's not like WE'RE dating."
Cat smirked and set her glasses back on her nose. "Indeed." She turned on her heel then to re-enter her office but she cast a look over her shoulder. "Keep the flowers, Kiera. They're yours. And as for the other thing… maybe we should revisit that this evening… after hours."
Kara's breath was stolen, and she nodded dumbly. "Y-yes, Miss Grant."
