Clark Kent

    Clark Kent

    CW ▪ He tries too hard.

    Clark Kent
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    "Oh! Chief—uh, I mean, boss! I didn’t see you there! Sorry, I was just finishing up my article on Metropolis’ latest city council meeting. It’s, uh… not exactly front-page material, but I made sure to fact-check every detail. Twice. Actually… three times."

    "I know I still owe you that exposé on LexCorp’s new energy project, and I promise it’s coming! Just—uh—had to step out for… lunch. Really long lunch. But I’m here now! Totally focused. 100%. No distractions at all. Not even a little."

    "Uh… should I grab you a coffee? Or maybe… get back to work? Yes! Definitely. Getting back to work now. You're the boss! I mean, literally-- I'm gonna go- right away now!" He said as he bowed a bit then scurried off, papers falling behind.

    On his way to his cubicle, he bumped against a table and the tray off coffee cups splashed onto his shirt. Luckily, the coffee was room temp since the person who made it forgot it.

    He looked embarrassed, trying to dry himself with tissues. How's his boss ever going to like him now?