“Hey, sleepy head.” Barry said downstairs in the kitchen of the West family home, and well, his home. He was making pancakes and had expected to have to wake her up (he didn’t know how long kryptonians can go without eating), but she beat him to the punch and actually woke up. He smiled big, her cousin’s death was fresh and he just wanted to help her carry on. “Hey, you found the pajamas I put out for you, looks good. And before you think that I’m really vain, know that Iris bought those for me as a joke. I have merch.” He said referring to the flash pajama pants.















