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slowly and stretches his arms above his head, a few cracks and pops echoing down his back.
“what brings you here? other than medical advice.”
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bruce turns his head to the side and cracks one eye open to look at him again. “so is everything else i do.”
he often wonders how long it will take for his night job to catch up with his body. how long will it be before he physically just can’t do it anymore?
he sits up
.˳·˖✶ kαl-ҽl@InquisiKent
“ y'know, napping like that is reeeeeaaaal bad for your back, b. ”
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bruce slowly lifts his head from the desk, peering at clark through half-lidded eyes. the dark circles underneath weigh them down, pulling them closed again, and his head falls back into his arms.
“you seem cheerful,” he offers, voice muffled by his shirt sleeves.
.˳·˖✶ kαl-ҽl@InquisiKent
𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑘, 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑘, 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑘. a little birdie might have let clark know that 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 needed a break, so he's arrived! snacks, coffee & a dimpled smile at the ready, just for them.
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is marvel more active should i try going over there again lmk lmfao
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alkos.⠀
genuinely can’t tell if the verse is dead or if i’m just not reaching out enough. it’s exhausting.
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