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Lois lay curled in a ball on her bed, listening to the beat of her heart. She lay awake like this most nights, playing with the shadows that would slowly climb up her wall, dancing against the light as the hours wore on and the gentle moonlight and humid heat slipped through the open doors of the balcony with the sound of a lonely car somewhere far away, somewhere she longed to be too, she thought.
Groaning in defeat and clenching her fist against the sheet, she spun up out the bed in an almost agitated way, her eyes fixated on the skyline outside as she walked over to her balcony and leaned out over the railing at the night. “I can taste it out there.” She whispered to herself and thought *Just waiting for me.* with a renewed anger but determination.
For over three months, Lois hadn’t passed the threshold of the apartment. For three months she stayed in her pyjamas and wallowed with pain and regret, the look on Clarks face burned into her memory as he lay broken and cradled in her arms. She looked back out to the sinking moon, her eyes surveying the landscape for her caped hero one last time before closing them in defeat and wiping away a solitary last tear and slowly walking over back to her bed.
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Months went on and Autumn turned to Winter but still every day, John would sit at the window across from the main entrance to The Metropolis Daily Planet. He was working on a planned fantasy trilogy but right now he was sat with his fingers poised and hovering over the keyboard of his laptop. John would make his way to this particular coffee shop on a daily basis and spend hours writing or watching and waiting, not because it was a particularly good coffee house or because it was the only one on his route but because on the off chance Lois might grab a drink every now and then, and on those occasions, they always spoke as if they were young again. Sharing theirs tales and remembering their walks home or along the old network of railways with their friends.
But it had been three months since he watched her walk past, even longer still since he coughed up enough courage to ask her out for a drink and with each passing day after the day that shook the world, he grew more and more concerned for her. John sat staring blankly into the street, the whole point of looking out for Lois, lost as he sat and daydreamed, when suddenly he was awoken from his stupor as a fist rattled on the window in front of him. With a smile and gratitude in his wave, John patted the seat next to him for Lana to join him.
“Hey John.” she smiled her pearly white teeth and holding onto his shoulder as she took her seat “You still waiting?” she half winked before turning her attention to the barista. “Espresso please.”
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