Emily clicked the 'post reply' button, and leaned back into her chair, relaxed. She had just typed out an extensive review of one of her favorite stories, and finished writing the last chapter of her own. She had lurked on a forum called 'The Daily Planet', reading Superman-related fan fiction for about a month, before registering an account and starting her own story.
She closed the internet browser, and shut down her computer before retiring to bed for the night. She had to be up early for work in the morning, and her days had been tiring lately...if only she knew what tomorrow had in store for her.
When Emily awoke the next morning, it was not in her own room. It was not even in her own house. She sat up dazedly, her eyes sweeping around the room, before coming to rest on the wooden framed glass door, leading out to a balcony.
'No, this is most definitely not mine,' she thought.
Sliding out of bed slowly, she made her way to the balcony, treading lightly on the soft carpet. Gripping the doorknob, she opened the balcony door, and as she stepped out, she was overcome by an amazing sight. In all its' breathtaking beauty, stood a city she had only seen in fiction. She could see the iconic globe on top of The Daily Planet.
She breathed in the crisp morning air, and reveled in the glow of the rising sun. She did not know how she had arrived, or why she was here, but she knew one thing for sure. She could get used to Metropolis.
Slipping on the fluffy robe that hung over the end of her bed, she secured it before beginning her exploration of the house. She half expected to find another person in the penthouse apartment with her, but it appeared uninhabited by anybody other than herself. She walked down the small flight of stairs leading to the lower level of the penthouse. Her hand caressed the smooth mahogany of the banister as she slowly made her way down the stairs.
Upon reaching the kitchen, she saw a layer of post-it-notes stuck to the refrigerator door. Curious, she took a closer look. Some notes read things quite simple, such as 'Buy Milk.' Others were considerably different. One note struck her eye, 'get to The Planet early on Thursday - meeting with Lois.'
So not only did she live in metropolis - she worked at The Daily Planet..that meant..she must know Clark Kent...?
'If only the girls on 'The Planet' could see me now,' she mused, fixing herself some cereal for breakfast. Once the bowl was empty, she made her way upstairs, intent on a hot shower before leaving for work. She adjusted the temperature of the water, before slipping out of her clothes and stepping into the shower.
Freshly showered, the dark haired woman made her way to the closet, selecting a black pencil skirt and a long-sleeved white blouse. She chose a pearl necklace to complement the outfit, and some plain black high heels.
Fully dressed, she made her way back to the bathroom, humming to herself as she lined her dark blue eyes with a warm bronze colour.
When she was finally ready to leave for work, Emily left the apartment, and stepped into the elevator, pressing the button for the ground floor.
It wasn't until almost an hour later that she arrived at the Bullpen, coffee in hand.