Who: Hal Jordan & Oliver Queen Where: Ollie's Pad When: December 10, 2016 [Backdated] What: Hal's looking for a couch and some answers. Rating: PG-13
A tap at the glass door of the balcony gave way to Hal's presence. Sure, he could have used the door. He also could have made an effort to shave and brush his hair, yet he hadn't bothered with that. Disheveled and bearing whiskey, he beamed at his old friend as he came to the door. It was almost lunchtime, making it the best time to crack open a new bottle.
"Morning, handsome," he greeted, wrapping his arms around Ollie in a friendly hug. It had been a long time. Too long. A lot had changed, more than he was comfortable with. Getting answers was just what the whiskey was for, but Hal would secure his place on the couch first. "Tell me you have eggs and bacon."
He headed straight towards the kitchen, dropping off the booze. "Poptarts?" he asked, opening a few cabinets. "Lucky Charms? Something not loaded with kale?"