Lena really needs to find a specific book. Kara helps her to get said book.
“So… Apparently we are married.” Kara began, rubbing her hand against the back of her neck, looking just as uncomfortable and shy as Lena.
“It would appear so.” Was Lena’s response “What do we do now?” The weight of the situation was beginning to set in. It had barely been an hour since she woke up and the overload of information she had received was too much for her hungover state to fully comprehend.
The fic where they get drunk married.