rp][i can't be tamed, i can't be saved, i can't be blamed... {for horsewoman_lana}
Lois hasn't been particularly close to Lana before, but she still cared about the girl, and she understood what she was feeling. Or she thought she did. Maybe. Okay, she understood heartache. Lots of it. She understood when things weren't what you wanted them to be.
She wasn't completely sure what was going on between Lana and Clark at the time being, but when she spoke to Lana she could tell Lana needed a break. And Lois? Lois needed the company. Not that she thought all of this through before offering Lana a place to stay for awhile, because when did Lois actually think things through? But it all made sense in one way or another. And maybe a large part of it was to mask how alone and sad she had been feeling since talking to Oliver.
She did love Ollie, and she wanted so much to be with him, but she couldn't handle the pain that would inevitably come from it. Pain was one of those emotions Lois preferred to push aside. One of many. Maybe having Lana around for awhile would help her to stop thinking about it all, and that was something Lois wanted more than anything else. A distraction.
And so, on Lana's first night in the apartment, Lois decided a girl's night was in order. She had picked up snacks and cookies from the store, along with copious amounts of alcohol. She also had several DVDs stacked on the coffee table. Cheesy action flicks, high-explosive action flicks, and if Lana so preferred - chick flicks. Frankly Lois didn't care what they watched.
She took the blender off the base and headed towards the living room. She was all set for relaxing in a pair of light capri style sleep pants and a tank top. "Okay, I've got the liquid pleasure all set to go," she said as she made her way to the couch.
She wasn't completely sure what was going on between Lana and Clark at the time being, but when she spoke to Lana she could tell Lana needed a break. And Lois? Lois needed the company. Not that she thought all of this through before offering Lana a place to stay for awhile, because when did Lois actually think things through? But it all made sense in one way or another. And maybe a large part of it was to mask how alone and sad she had been feeling since talking to Oliver.
She did love Ollie, and she wanted so much to be with him, but she couldn't handle the pain that would inevitably come from it. Pain was one of those emotions Lois preferred to push aside. One of many. Maybe having Lana around for awhile would help her to stop thinking about it all, and that was something Lois wanted more than anything else. A distraction.
And so, on Lana's first night in the apartment, Lois decided a girl's night was in order. She had picked up snacks and cookies from the store, along with copious amounts of alcohol. She also had several DVDs stacked on the coffee table. Cheesy action flicks, high-explosive action flicks, and if Lana so preferred - chick flicks. Frankly Lois didn't care what they watched.
She took the blender off the base and headed towards the living room. She was all set for relaxing in a pair of light capri style sleep pants and a tank top. "Okay, I've got the liquid pleasure all set to go," she said as she made her way to the couch.