Who: Laurel and Oliver Where: Fountain then bar What: Drinks, talking, kissing, who knows Laurel is pissed, When: Now. Rating: High. Open: No! Espeacilly Tommy! NO LURKING!
To say Laurel was mad was an understatement, but by the time Oliver reaches the foundation he will find a very pissed off Laurel. Tommy had pushed her too far, if she got her hands on him, she would have choked the life out of the smarmy dick. Sighing she muttered to herself, "who the hell did he think he was?" He questioned her love for him, she did love him, he left her, and now she had no one, well Oliver, maybe, it was just complicated and Laurel was frustrated with it all.
She let out a scream of frustration, nothing was making sense, and kicked the side of foundation. Only to let her groan and sit down on the side, bring her foot up to rub her toes with a sigh. "I hate this place," she muttered.