Dinah Laurel Lance (worefishnets) wrote in fiveohlogs, @ 2014-07-19 12:46:00 |
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Even though it was a weekend, Laurel has some cases she needed to go over and figure out the best way to approach them, like giving a deal or going to trail. She was in set up in hers and Oliver's makeshift office typing away on her laptop with files all around her. She puffed out some air, rubbed her face, she had been at this for a few hours and her stomach gave a little grumble, did she eat breakfast? Pushing away from the desk, she got up, grabbed her empty coffee mug and headed into the the kitchen. As she stepped into the hall, she looked to see if Oliver was around. She had been so into her work this morning, she didn't even recall talking to him, if she did. "Ollie, I'm going to pop in one of the frozen pizza in the oven, want half?" she called out as she put her mug in the sink and went to the freezer to dig around for lunch. |