' get the interview, kent! that’s final. ' perry white's words landed like a slammed door, leaving him powerless, defeated. he didn't want to do it, especially given his biased perspective on the matter. how ironic, karmic even : he had crossed the bias line before when he began interviewing SUPERMAN ... and while he had many more compelling reasons to be reluctant about interviewing him, he couldn't disclose any of them to his editor ... which led clark to BELLE REEVE.
clark sat down, evidently stiff before he lifted the receiver, bringing it to his ear. at the sight of him, he fumbled for words, quick to say something, anything to fill the air quickly, to keep his gaze from betraying him by lingering too long. his first words came clipped, steady, though laced with reluctant resignation, " mr. luthor ... " he spoke, echo of his name, addressed in such a way, never ceasing to unsettle him as it concealed more than it revealed. " — i understand you asked for an exclusive with the daily planet. " / @trvstbroken











