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“Is that so? And where is all your justice and righteousness, Jason? Is it all up in your ass as well? Is that why it sticks so far out?”

          “Nah... more on rage and an extra fifty on squats. But nice of you to notice... never took Clark Kent for an ogler.”

           “Seriously Clark…Mr. Kent,” Zain scoffed as he made a face while he and the one and only Beefy Boy Scout of Metropolis walked along the hallway that led up to one of the Planet’s small interview offices. Though to be quite honest, the mere walk alone should’ve been enough for HR to know that they might have been dealing with a danger to the workplace all this time --------- less of Clark being Superman but more on Clark being a bulldozer of a man in a hallway as narrow as the one they were in together. Still, Zain continued on, smiling as he adjusted the fold on his sleeves as it clung around his forearm. “…you know me, I know you… we can ditch the formalities and ditch the interview, you know… you can just text me and you can leave early…” he nodded on for the tease, knowing that Clark isn’t all about that at all. Just farm boy things. Still, it didn’t hurt for him to try --------- especially when his own Leaguer status was more than enough for him to know that Clark had been busy in both fronts.

“Come on... it’s on me,” Zain pushed on, nudging his elbow at Clark’s bicep. “ -------- wherever you want too...”