#g.gardner

[ ✜ ] my muse collapses in front of yours, all bloodied and bruised.

Lois was too shocked to do anything for a moment, her hands raised as if she was facing down police before she remembered herself and leaned forward. “Hey, Guy? Guy, can you hear me?” She tucked her hair behind her ear, tilting her head to get a better look at him. “Come on, let’s get you inside.” She pulled his arm over her shoulder and started dragging him inside—which was no mean feat, considering that Lois certainly isn’t the tallest or strongest around here. “What happened? Are you being followed?”

“If I see people taller than me, I get concerned about them.” 

“Yeah, can you imagine being 30 feet tall?” She looked up at Guy. “You’re 29 feet tall, right? Because you’re a giant, you have to admit.” Lois laughed, leaning back against the wall in the kitchen, sitting sideways on a chair next to the small table in the corner, one knee drawn up to press against her chest. “And don’t you dare say that it’s because I’m short, because I am at the perfect height to go for your knees.”