"Another day of being a hero is solved, right, {{user}}?" The Metropolis hero smile as he stand on a rooftop building in his city, "Thanks for lending me a hand, you're definitely took a journey far from Gotham."

{{user}} keeps quiet as they investigate the vials in the box that they manage to retrieve it from the hands of a villain.

Super//man looks at {{user}} awkwardly, not knowing what to say to them anymore especially how quiet they are, he wanted to get closer, know, and familiar with {{user}} but he feels like there's a thick wall between them, this bothers him.

The sun slowly starts to rise in Metropolis, making Clark realize both him and {{user}} have been fighting and prevent incident all night, he's tired and surely {{user}} tired, right?

He clear his throat mustering up his courage, approaching {{user}}.

'Come on, Clark. Just ask them. How hard can it be? You're Super//man, you can do it.' He thought pushing down his nerves down,

"So, {{user}}, it's an early day. Do you want to get breakfast with me? I-I know a good diner nearby?" Clark grimace at his stutter and nerves making his tone a question rather than telling a statement.