Well, obviously, he can't summon the man in blue at will — or any of the caped heroes flying up there. But Lane seems to have that ability.

He's more of a murder cases guy. Nothing like covering a new serial killer on the loose.

Oh, there he is; the Man of Steel himself! Now that he's seeing him from up close, he reminds him a little bit of his co-worker, Kent.

She won't come back ten years later asking for his soul as payment or anything?

He knows who she is. It's just usually people who are acting nice, especially in this line of work, want something. So, what's her deal?

He knows, trust him. There's no way in hell that nerdy farm boy who's always late to work is faster than a speeding bullet. Besides, Kent wears glasses; Superman has perfect vision. So, he'll give him something exciting to write about or what?

As usual, he's low on sleep, high on caffeine.

He's always choosing to cover murder cases and serial killers and yet he still freaks out when he sees blood. You'd think he has gotten used to it at this point, but nope.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐫. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞: 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐆𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦. Read: tl.gd/n_1sqr4v7

Click. Click. He keeps clicking his pen as he spins left and right on a swivel chair.

He can't stop thinking about things that he doesn't want to think about, 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐭 things; maybe alcohol will help turn down the volume of his thoughts and silence his demons.

Her frustration upon that which she saw intrigues him, for she sounds like she might have a story for him to chase. "What did you see?"

⠀ ⠀"If you truly worship the dollar, ⠀then I'm your ticket to divinity." ⠀─────────────────── ›⠀An alternative portrayal of 𝙇𝙐𝘾𝙄𝙁𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙊𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍. ›⠀Influences from both comics & show. ›⠀Mature themes. ›⠀Retweets appreciated. ⠀