Hey guys~
this is my first fic so don't blame me if you don't like it
Lois was waiting for Clark to return from his latest rescue. He had left nearly two hours ago, and it was now almost midnight. The milk she had poured for herself had gone warm, so she dumped it in the sink and headed upstairs. As she left the kitchen, the ceramic floor felt cold on her bare feet, but was comforted by the thick carpet that lay inside their bedroom.
She would just have to hope he would be holding her when she woke up. She wouldn't worry too much though, he could take care of himself. She sighed inwardly.
please tell me how i did, and constuctive criticism is welcome.
thx.
