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Room 426, Saturday Morning
Sep. 11th, 2011 12:39 amLex Luthor slept the sleep of the just. The sleep of one who was truly at peace with the world and their place in it it.
After his father's mysterious and as yet unexplained disappearance, he had remade Luthorcorp in his own image, becoming renowned for his humanitarian work and environmentally friendly business practices that had set a new standard for the world. He'd even considered going into politics, but realised he could do so much more good in the private sector.
And if he had any regrets? Well, they were firmly in the past.
Truly, life was good.
[Open for the roomie, or anyone else passing by.]
After his father's mysterious and as yet unexplained disappearance, he had remade Luthorcorp in his own image, becoming renowned for his humanitarian work and environmentally friendly business practices that had set a new standard for the world. He'd even considered going into politics, but realised he could do so much more good in the private sector.
And if he had any regrets? Well, they were firmly in the past.
Truly, life was good.
[Open for the roomie, or anyone else passing by.]
