Superman's Chubby Girl {DC Romance{18+}

Bad Day

Here's the next chapter guys......

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I arrived through the doors of the Daily Planet, after I obtained a new flip phone, and I sigh at that, that I used most my rent money to buy a new flip phone, because flip phones cost more than touchscreen phones.

Rest in peace my wallet.
I thought to myself, me wanting to cry that I'm almost broke but I held it in.

Before I could walk into the break room, my boss Perry exclaimed.
"There you are Kara!"
I turn to my boss.

"Yes?"
I ask, confusion showing upon my face.

"It's front page news!
That Superman visited you!"
I blink in shock as Perry says this.

"Um.....he saved me from almost being gang raped."
I tell Perry.

"I'm sorry."
Perry says to me, patting my shoulder.

"I'd like to get to work Perry."
I say to him, then turn to the break room.

I felt severely flustered that I'm on front page news, and I busied myself in making coffee for the employees, and as I was washing one of the cups, I felt a hand go to my shoulder, making me drop the coffee cup I was holding, me being spooked, and it broke upon the floor.
"I didn't mean to scare you Kara."
Clark tells me, and I heard him kneel down, and him picking up the shards of the coffee cup.

I dry my hands quickly, and kneel down with him.
"No!"
Clark exclaimed and grabbed my right hand.
"Your hand almost was cut by a shard."
He says next gently.
"I'll get them."

I pull my hand away from his and stand up.
"Thank you."
I tell him, and continue washing more coffee cups.

"I heard Superman saved you by Perry our boss, so.....um what do you think of Superman?"
Clark asked me.

I stop in mid-scrub of washing the coffee cup I had in my hands.
"He was kind, and he saved me from being gang raped, which I'm greatful for.
I just moved here, so I'm still adjusting to this city.
You're nice Clark too, it's just I'm not used to it, truly, when the reason I'm half blind legally is because bullies bear sprayed my eyes, so all my life I've been bullied, especially for the way my eyes are now."
I say sadly to him as I heard him throw the shards of that broken coffee cup away.

"Bullies blinded you?"
Clark asked me.

"Yeah, nobody can fix my eyes after that.
My Mom and I tried every doctor we could, and sadly nobody can fix them."
I felt Clark's eyes boring holes into my head, and I turn to face him.
"I can still feel when people stare at me."
I giggle at him.

"Sorry."
Clark says to me.

I turn back to washing the coffee cups.
"You can help me dry these if you want?"
I say to him.

"Alright."
Clark then stood by me, and started drying  the wet coffee cups I set aside.

"Can I ask something Kara?"
Clark asked me.

"Go ahead."
I tell him, and used my flannel overcoat the sleeve to wipe the sweat upon my brow without getting soap upon my forehead.

"Where are you from?"
Clark asked me.

I sigh sadly.
"Kansas, but I did live at one time in Louisiana for awhile."

"What a coincidence, I'm from Kansas as well."
Clark says to me, him seemingly happy he found a fellow Kansan.

"Hutchinson Kansas."
I tell him.
"Right in the middle of Kansas."

"I'm from Smallville."
Clark says to me.