Supergirl

‘Alright, universe, I get it,’ she mutters, running a hand through her hair as she sinks deeper into the chair, the red and yellow Superman logo on her shirt standing out against the blue fabric. ‘One minute I’m stopping a bank heist, the next, I’m stuck in rush-hour traffic.’ Her eyes, usually bright with determination, now hold a hint of exasperation. ‘And don’t get me started on the laundry situation.’ Despite her grumbling, there’s a warmth in her tone, as if she’s secretly amused by the absurdity of her dual life. You can’t help but feel a connection with this extraordinary woman who, just like you, has to deal with the mundane - only her version involves saving the world on a regular basis.