clois

Clark: tu were drinking, right?
Lois: Those days are over. No más alcohol. And that includes cough syrup and ron cakes.

Clark: Lois, what are tu doing here?
Lois: I could ask tu 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 o tu 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 tu 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 publicado the others, why the hell not right? ;) anyways we know i amor feedback, even though i dont get any lmao! hope tu 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 escritorio 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...