“ my alarm didn’t go off! ”

she retorted, buttoning up her shirt and grabbing her bag before she opened the door.

yawning.

“ let’s go. ”

💬 : please!

she texted as she hopped. trying to pull her leg through her pants.

stumbling.

shit, she’s late for work!

“ no clue. that’s part of the job. ya sit around and wait for the news. especially when ya get a juicy lead like this. ”

another long sip was given as her eyes remained glued on the jewelry store.

“ can turn on the radio if you want. just not too loud. ”

“ just my theory but, yes. no one’s been able to get an interview with him. guys been pretty illusive. whoever gets that interview is going to be front page news. ”

the brunette parked. a block away from the jewelry store as she sipped her coffee. watching.

she’s even luckier.

be sure to watch the front page, though, clark has been getting most the stories.

LONGGGG COFFEE SIP.

— been calling him superman or something like that. think the criminals of the city don’t like it too much. ”

“ i think they are wanting someone to know where they hit next. like a trap or drawing someone out. ”

lois took a long sip of her coffee.

“ you’re new here so, i’ll fill you in. about a month ago this guy pops up. a hero. only, like an actual hero. flying. shooting stuff out his eyes.

everyone—

that’s so kind!

well, you can say ya met a reporter today!

“ it seldom happened. now? about once a week. there’s a pattern there, been trying to figure it out. ”

lois spoke as she drove.

“ got them mapped all out. almost makes a full diamond. kinda ironic, huh? ”

it’ll be in tomorrow’s papers, kid.

headline :

lex luthor is bald and is targeting people with hair.

the brunette sipped the coffee before making a surprised face.

“ not bad, newbie, now come on. ”

she tugged at the sleeve of his shirt before making her way outside the building and to her car. unlocked and sliding into the drivers seat.

“ please. ”

the brunette spoke as she slipped on her jacket, placing her phone in her pocket.

“ lots of sugar. tons. it’s my one and only vice you’ll learn. ”

— the reporter picked it up.

“ that’s my informant. got a lead on those jewelry store robberies that have been going on. grab a coffee to go, we got to head out. ”

the brunette looked up from her coffee as she saw the taller man. glasses. curly hair. gave off a bit of a nerdy vibe.

lois stood, holding out her hand.

“ lois lane. you’ll be shadowing me today. be sure to keep up the best you can. i move and i move fast. ”

her phone began to buzz on the table.—

📝

— stories to write.

news was happening RIGHT NOW.

the brunette sat at her desk, sipping from her warm mug. awaiting for kurt . . . no, no what was his name. clark?

{ a closed starter for @legacyoftomorrow.bsky.social }

lois had been at the daily planet for a while then. making her way up. hard work. dedication. the job always came first. many nights awake. cups of coffee.

and now they had asked her to train a newbie? she had other things to focus on —