Oliver Queen (vigilantearcher) wrote in youmakeitreal, @ 2014-10-27 19:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | laurel lance (worefishnets), oliver queen (vigilante_arrow) |
Oliver's nerves had been on end the days leading up to the dinner he and Laurel planned together. He couldn't wait. He was looking forward to spending some time alone with Laurel. Especially since they hadn't seen or spoken to one another since he'd told her everything. He knew she'd needed some time to let it all sink in.
He walked up to her door holding some flowers that he'd chosen for her, her favorites, and knocked.