Lena wasnât usually fond of galas as a guest - but when she was hosting she was entirely in her element. Being in charge of the guest list always made her feel just a little more at ease, even if there were a few annoying people she would usually have to invite for the sake of appearances, and it was for an entirely good cause. For all that her past with Clark Kent was rocky, she knew he was a good man entirely deserving of his Pulitzer and far too humble to celebrate it himself.
And maybe the idea of her brother finding out about this and seething in his cell was a little satisfying.
âGlad you could make it.â Lena had said that a good deal already tonight, but this time it was genuine as she approached with a smile, leaning forward for a polite off-cheek kiss in greeting.

















