⠀ ⠀ 𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 ; 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴. . . ⠀⠀⠀ — 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝘼𝙍𝙀 𝙈𝙔 𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙀.

⠀ ⠀ 𝗂’𝗆 𝖺𝗌 𝒽𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒. 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒’𝗏𝖾 ⠀ 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 * 𝖜𝖗𖦹𝖓𝖌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗆͟𝖾. 𝗂 ⠀ 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚. 𝗂 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑. 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 ⠀ 𝗁𝗎𝗆𝖺𝗇 ﹠ 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑡𝘩. ⠀

the sound of boots against polished floor is easily picked upon even for those without super hearing. the office is empty except for one cubicle close to hers. lois slides up and leans on the small panel wall , looking down at clark. “ hey kansas. ”

i-it’s lois. . . but uh , i’m trying my best. . .

glow catches on the screen and her heart does a little flip at the smile that stretches on his lips. she mirrors it. “ you know i live here. ” folded arms rest on the panel , chin resting on her forearms. “ i could ask you the same thing. ”

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ should i give them till ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ the count of four ?

oh don’t worry about , mr. kent.