loislane_ (loislane_) wrote in newalliance, @ 2013-04-25 21:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | [event] mhmra, lois lane-kent, superman |
Who: Lois and Clark
Where: their apartment, Metropolis
When: Mar. 15 (backdated like woah)
What: Lois is in a mood. This never bodes well.
Note: Takes place after Luthor's announcement, and Lois' argument with him about it.
Rating: R for Lois' potty mouth
It was a long drive home, it was always a long drive home, and they'd never even owned a car until she got this stupid job. Lois resented the damn car right now, as if it were responsible for the traffic, the weather, fucking Lex Luthor and his stupid Registration Act. She was tempted to just crash through the line of red tail lights ahead of her, and possibly might have had the car actually belonged to her. But it was government issue, as temporary as her position, so she practiced the breathing techniques some well-meaning yoga instructor had tried to teach her until at last she reached home and ran all the way up, slamming every door behind her.
Lois didn't call out her hellos as usual when she came inside. Wincing at the crack of the door behind her, she dropped everything in the front hall and headed for the bedroom, where the bathroom's large mirror showed her what she'd been afraid of: she looked tired. Her face was pale and splotchy, eyes red; she looked like she'd been crying. Lois Lane didn't cry.
Furiously pulling tissue from the dispenser, she turned on the water to warm it up and pulled the make-up remover from the medicine cabinet. Her coat was still on. Shrugging out of it, Lois tossed it on the floor and pulled her hair back into a ponytail before attempting to cleanse her skin of the day she'd just experienced.
She didn't feel as though she'd ever get clean.