|Lois Lane; Intrepid Reporter (thatlanewit) wrote in wariscoming,|
@ 2012-07-22 20:30:00
|Entry tags:||clark kent/superman, lois lane|
WHO: Lois and Clark
WHAT: worldwide adventures
WHEN: Monday afternoon
WHERE: Lawrence-->China-->IDK other places maybe?
WARNINGS: awkwardness forever.
After work, instead of the usual routine of trying to find one more source to look into or one more stray lead to follow, Lois headed straight back to the complex. It had been hard to focus on doing any actual work when she first arrived, her mind a chaotic mess over the plans for later in the evening, but once she had two cups of coffee in her and confirmed a few sources on the article she was writing she’d dived right into work without a second thought. Every single doubt and troubling thought had returned with a vengeance once she was standing in front of her closet and trying to decide what the hell to wear for this outing.
Her mind kept trying to change that word into date, but Lois wasn’t having any of it. Two friends could go out together, get some food, chit chat while eating, maybe go shopping afterward. People did it all the time. She did it with Kim. She did it with Oliver. With Chloe. She’d do it with Dick if he was actually eating again. So maybe this dinner was a little different because it involved a flight to China. It was just a flight to China with Clark who she’d admitted to liking not even a week ago and he’d basically admitted the same thing right back, but that was water under the bridge. It was the whole nearly exploding, finding out about Doomsday talking. It didn’t have to really mean anything or change anything. It definitely didn’t have to ruin the friendship they had going.
Finally deciding on jeans, a t-shirt and a pair of Sketchers, Lois made sure she had her phone, wallet and keys on her and headed for the roof, pulling her hair back into a ponytail as she took the stairs up to give herself extra time.
“Clark?” she called out as she opened the door and walked outside, pursing her lips when she saw the roof was empty. Lois couldn’t help but pull out her cell to check for a message, waiting to see an excuse about not making it. It wouldn’t be the first time a Clark had stood her up and if her luck with men held true, it really wouldn’t be the last. Placing her phone back in her pocket she leaned against the wall and stared up into the sky.
Lois was going to give him five minutes before she headed downstairs and forgot this had ever been planned.