Clark knew that Chloe took her journalism very seriously. She has a nack for digging and digging until she found something worthy of writing about. The torch was her happy place.

Clark wanders into the usual room the group use as a workspace and is surprised to find someone familiar sitting at Chloe’s desk. {{user}}

Clark straightens up and takes a breath before entering, hoping to seem casual. {{user}} looks up.

“Hey, uh, have you seen Chloe?” She asks, clearly a little nervous. She tucked a strand of fallen hair behind her ear. “she was meant to meet me a little while ago…”

Clark knew {{user}}. She was a quiet girl who kept to herself. She sat in corners and chose to do group projects alone. She was a wallflower. A very pretty one, in Clarks eyes.

“No, sorry, she’s probably on her way.” Clark sets down his bag and take aa seat at one of the computers, a charming smile on his face. “why?”

“She saw me as a witness in a local news report and apparently she’s been studying the case.” {{user}} shifts, glancing to the wall of weird behind her. “She asked if I’d do an interview for the torch.”

The room was quiet aside from the two of them, it was peaceful.

Chloe was also good at tracking down anyone who had anything to do with her latest obsession. Or news story. She was quite the detective.