“𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐇𝐇𝐇…..
Work was brutal today. I need to get into the Fortress of Solitude and regain my strength….”
Staggering feet as he would lay upon the Healing Chair.
“Just what the doctor ordered…”
Optics closed as he would rest soundly for several hours.
The Kryptonian would lift the nearest car up over his head with ease before gently setting it back down.
“I can assure you ma’am this certainly no cosplay…”