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Perhaps if he hadn't broken his watch, or torn his jacket, or any number of other things that had gone wrong while he was still trying to get a handle on his confusing new abilities, he would have been on time to help Clark move in like he promised he would. A few months earlier, he had been so excited that he was finally going to get to see his best friend regularly, and if nothing had changed since then, maybe he would have been just as excited now. Unfortunately, a lot of things had changed, and right now all he really wanted to do was hide in his room and figure out his own body.

But he'd promised, and even though he was late and stressed out and mid-panic, he couldn't go back on a promise, especially not when he'd been looking forward to this day for so long. So he'd taken a deep breath, grabbed himself a fresh jacket and taken his skateboard over to the address Clark had given him.