BRIDE

Clark: wewe were drinking, right?
Lois: Those days are over. No zaidi alcohol. And that includes cough syrup and rom, rumi cakes.

Clark: Lois, what are wewe doing here?
Lois: I could ask wewe the same question, but it seems fairly obvious, hef.

Clark: [To Geoff] I’m sorry. She’s under a lot of stress lately.
Lois: No. Stress is when you’re stuck in traffic au wewe have a midterm for a class you’ve never been to. I’m out on bail and looking to be locked up for manslaughter.

Geoff: I can’t tell wewe how to pick your friends, Clark, but that chick seems like trouble.
Clark: I’m starting to figure that...

so i wrote it and i thought i might as well post it here too since i ilitumwa the others, why the hell not right? ;) anyways we know i upendo feedback, even though i dont get any lmao! hope wewe like it ! :D

Chapter 4: Truth Be Told

2 months later.

It was one of the Planet’s busiest work days and the bullpen was full of people rushing to finish their reports before the deadline, everyone that is, but Clark. He sat at his dawati moving back and forth with his chair as he watched Lois deeply focused with her work. The concept of deadlines and reports meant nothing to him as he was sitting across from...