She would enter a large room and turn on the television, stepping over to stand behind Lex Luthor, a hand placed on his shoulder, Kal-El’s speech playing.

"Close your eyes, close your eyes, and forget all about it tonight."

She would massage the scalp of Lex Luthor, working the scented oil deeply, moving to the temples, whispering into his ear.

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The streets of Southside, midnight... Asphalt still held the day’s warmth, the air was cool. José kept his hands in his jacket pockets, head bent, shoulders tight. He walked with a limp, still in recovery. Shouldn't be out. He could still hear 𝓒𝓪𝓽 𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓽's voice breaking as-

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