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Awareness asserted itself slowly in Clark Kent.
As was his custom, he woke up with the sunrise. Which for some reason was too bright this morning.
Squinting his eyes against the unfamiliar sensations, Clark tried to figure out how he came to be here.
Come to think of it where was here?
Taking stock of himself while at the same time trying to shut out the noise that was too loud this morning. Clark gingerly sat up in the bed he had been sleeping in moments earlier.
It sounded like the cast of stomp were in the surrounding rooms.
Rooms?
Near as he could tell, he was in a hotel room. Looking about slowly, his head felt too heavy, he managed to spot the door to the bathroom just as his body demanded he use it.
Carefully getting his feet under him, Clark stood up unsteadily and with one hand in constant contact with the wall for balance, proceeded to shuffle past the discarded clothes that made a trail from the room door to the bed.
It was after using the facilities and in the midst of gulping down plastic cup after plastic cup of cool refreshing tap water, he was so thirsty, that Clark realised only half of the clothes on the floor belonged to him.
Eyes widening in alarm, Clark peeked around the bathroom door at the large bed.
There, lying wrapped up in the same sheets he had been sleeping in, he saw a beautiful girl fast asleep, her breathing even and steady, her tousled brunette hair in disarray, a little hint of a smile on her face that was a telltale sign of pleasant dreams.
Clark had no idea who she was.
Looking down at the floor in hope of finding answers, Clark realised he was naked.
Quickly covering himself up in case the girl opened her eyes, Clark set about getting dressed as quickly and stealthily as he was able.
It was only as he was buttoning his shirt that a shiny glimmer caught his eye.
Clark froze as he spotted the source.
He was wearing a wedding ring.
The floodgates of his memory sprung open at that very moment.
Clark remembered everything.
He remembered Alicia and putting on that necklace she had made for him.
He remembered them heading to Las Vegas to get married.
He remembered her chickening out and teleporting away at the last moment.
He remembered deciding to stick around to have some fun.
But most of all he remembered what happened after he had met the pretty brunette currently sleeping in the bed. Their bed.
She was wearing a wedding ring too.
"Oh crap."