[He can't text and fly, Lois!!! Think of the dangers that would pose. So she'll just have to settle for a whoosh and a thump on her balcony fifteen minutes later.]
[ he's far too responsible for his own good sometimes. not that she's complaining, because he's here and lois is in no danger of swooning, much less fainting, but she still steps out onto the balcony and right into his arms. ]
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And he'd also be happier with you here.
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Hey, you.
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