Lois stepped out of her apartment and towards the huge pile of snow, partially blocking her door from the rest of the world.
Oh boy.
Oh! Did the cute little sex god think you would run to his arms and ply him with kisses after what he called you earlier this evening?
Dipping her hand into the cold, slowly melting, yet still fresh snow, she pulled out a huge handful and threw it at him.
Loo-is. That's not how a mad ex-girlfriend acts. It's more like a playful, mad present-girlfriend.
Out of nowhere Clark tackled her, landing both of them in the soft pile of snow. Then he gradually – for him – started piling snow on top of her.
Oh boy. And she's not really dressed for it.
But the man had traveled to the ends of the earth to prove to her that he believed her – that he loved her – and then he let her pelt him with snow to get her anger out.
Yes, but then he's Superman and impervious to the cold. So, it's like him buying some non-spiky flowers and allowing her to whack him over the head with the them.
