“Merry Christmas, Lex.” Clark said with a tender smile as he placed an arm on his friend’s shoulder, bringing him close.
Lex turned slightly and looked up at Clark, their eyes locking with each other as he reached out and placed a hand on the young man’s back, matching the Kent’s smile with one of his own. “You too, buddy.”
Who will be your pretty little enemy?
When I’m gone your world will prove empty.
I promise you will always remember me.
We’re one and the same…Deranged.