#gcthamciity

It was like any other day. Lois at the office before Clark, knowing she had a deadline later that day and hadn't had time to finish the story the night before. She had intended to, of course, but there had been a Superman situation that Lois just had to get an inside scoop on. So she abandoned her piece, only to be reminded of it the night before when Clark texted her that he couldn't wait to read it.

After two hours of writing, the bullpen began to fill with people. Lois quickly changed into her heels and brushed her hair, getting up and heading into the break room to get herself a coffee. Taking a sip, she smirked at the sight of Clark Kent.

“Enjoy your extra two hours of sleep, Smallville?” she teased him.

“Here is a business idea, you should wrap the bags with red ribbons. Like who says that drugs can’t be Valentine’s themed as well? “

Angering her parents was something the woman sometime took perverse pleasure in, if only to let them know that she wasn’t the docile bird they wanted her to be. But the fun part, at least it was what Valeria tried to convince herself of, was that she didn’t have to step out of her way for that to happen. For the most part, she walked a straight line, knowing how much reputation mattered for her parents but there were thing that couldn’t be help. Valeria was not entirely made for the world she existed in, not plastic and condescending, and being close to the other had never been done out of anything but love. And ever since he was back, his workplace was where she could often be found. “Slow night,” she playfully said, the place almost full. “My dad found out about me coming here.” It was like the man had eyes everywhere, something she often didn’t understand. “Obviously, he’s thrilled.” The glass was raised to her lips as she softly laughed. “So his natural response was to set me with someone, again.”