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Current mood:	accomplished
Entry tags:	!complete, thea queen

"What are you gonna do? Tell Mom? "
Who: Thea, Dream!Ollie from her world, Dream! Laurel Lance and Tommy Merlyn as well!
Where: Her room at the ranch/Dream! Max Fuller's nightclub.
What: A dream. Ollie and Thea have a confrontation
When: Wednesday Night
Warning Rating: Underage drinking, allusions to drugs, heavy swearing, etc. So PG 13ish for those elements




It had been an amazing night. Absolutely amazing. Who cared if she'd gotten grounded, thanks to Oliver's interference? Honey Badger didn't give a fuck, and it wasn't like her mother was going to notice she was gone. Mom, and Walter, barely noticed anything these days, Oliver noticed way too much, and if she couldn't have her stash Oliver had gotten rid of, Thea was still going to get drunk, go out and have the time of her life, thanks very much.

Max Fuller's place was the way to go for that. Ollie had slept with his fiancee at the damn rehearsal dinner. There was no way HE was getting into this place to save his life, especially with the bodyguard Mom had foisted on him. Better her brother than her, Thea decided, throwing herself into the dancing, and the drinking, and loving every second of it, thanks very much. Grounded. Heh. Like she was going to STAY grounded when there were more interesting things to do, and drinks to have, hot guys, and dancing to forget it all. And okay, more drinking than dancing toward the end there, but she was at least still walking, unlike some people here were, so that counted for a lot as the evening wore on, and then she spotted Oliver. What the hell?

Well, might as well go say hi, right Maybe throw it in his face a little, he had no control over her. Thea sidled up to the bar where Oliver, and absolutely GORGEOUS Tommy were talking to a different woman, one of Ollie's old flames, she didn't know who right now, and didn't care.

"Big Brother!" Thea practically bounced into Ollie, trying to figure out where the real one was, and where the double vision Oliver started. "I am so wasted right now there is..." she slurred her words a little, even, which was kind of embarassing. She wasn't usually THAT kind of drunk. "there's two of you."


The look she got was nothing short of astonished disgust as Ollie shook his head at her. "I thought you were grounded."

"I am." She smirked, or tried to. "And thank you, thank you for that by the way." Another headshake from Ollie there. Good. She kind of enjoyed that, honestly. Let him worry, let him freak out. It wasn't like he honestly gave a shit about her. He'd been dead. He hadn't cared.

And here he was, trying again to play it like he did. Sort of the same look the Ollie in the real world had given her when he'd tossed the car keys out the window.

"You're done for the night." He informed her, and that? No matter what world it was in, was fucking hilarious.

"Oh what are you gonna do?" And she really wondered about that one too. "Tell Mom?"

"Thea!" Oliver started, that look on his face growing as he sounded, aww, pissed off even, that was cute. And wasn't going to get him anywhere. "You are hanging with the wrong people."

So Oliver didn't know EVERYTHING that had been going on while he was dead. Luckily, she did and was able to tell him.

"You're one to talk." She jerked her head toward Ollie's friends at the bar. The ex and the amazingly gorgeous Tommy, who could take her home any night, any time. "How much do you know about your own so called friends over here?"

"Ohhh, Thea." Tommy was talking now, and he was pretty guilty sounding. Good. Considering what he'd done, he should feel that way. "...Maybe you shouldn't..."

"Tommy." Thea smirked at him, and gorgeous as he was, she didn't mind using him to burst Oliver's little bubble either. "I think your BFF has a right to know."

"Thea..." Oliver started, head shaking at her again in his judgmental, stupid, pandering way. "Let's go."

She wasn't leaving it like this. Not by a long shot. And poor Oliver really had no idea. You could almost feel bad for him if he wasn't a sanctimonious, judgmental hypocrite. Almost.

"Well, I guess they never told that they've been screwing while you were gone."

She smmirked triumphantly, and drunkenly at him. Upper hand? Completely hers. And aww they both looked guilty and Oliver looked awkward. Good, she thought, and wondered what Tommy could possibly say to get himself out of this one, or the lawyer bitch for that matter.

"Look, man I..."

"Tommy. It's okay." And that was when Oliver actually tried to grab at her, pulling at her arm like he thought she was going with him. And aww he was so pissed. Like that was going to change a thing. "You and me, we're done for the night." He added, with a tug, and Thea pushed at his chest, ready to yell that she was being raped if Oliver really pushed it.

"Take your hands off of me." She ordered. shoving at him as best she could, which actually worked up to a point, but she had one last thing to tell him here, since she was drunk, and might as well. "You're not my father. And you're barely my brother." She informed him, her voice laced with all the venom she could muster, before stalking back away into the crowd.

She'd hit him hard with that, and she was glad she had. Now at least he would leave her the hell alone.

Score one for Team Thea anyway.