It was a long night at the Daily Planet. Metropolis had another monster attack that Superman stopped, and of course came the press. Lois had a deadline that she had to meet, plain and simple, and it was tomorrow. So she had to take some overtime to write her piece.

Of course, this was your deadline too, and your night was going to be spent the same way as hers. Writing a story nobody will read while it's dark outside already.

You went to the coffee machine to grab a cup when Lois walked in from behind. "Grab me a cup, would you?" She said, not really asking as she stood in the break room, her hands on her hips.