The only problem that Clark Kent had with the current heatwave was that he had to endure watching people running around the building practically stripped down to nothing. That was fine and well for the beach, maybe, but this was an apartment building. People lived here. It was uncomfortable for Clark to come back to the apartments with his groceries, only to find this sort of disaster waiting for him when he finally did. He couldn't exactly say that the views weren't nice - because they were - but he had been raised a little more decently than to bother staring people down during situations like these. Besides, he didn't think that Lois would like it much. And the last thing that Clark wanted to do was piss Lois off. Why, yes, he was a tiny bit whipped.
He had been cooking himself lunch (safely tucked away in his apartment for the time being), when he realized that he was fresh out of ketchup. There was always some extra things in the community kitchen for those who needed it, so Clark decided to go ahead and borrow some for his meal. When he got there, he spotted a half naked man running around the kitchen looking for...something. Clark paused in the doorway for a slight moment, frowning. Then he stepped inside, brows rising curiously as he did so. "Are you looking for something in particular there?"