Oliver sat down on the couch. Felicity hadn't returned yet. Oliver sighed and rubbed his face with his hands. Felicity had seemed distant lately, he had only hoped it wasnt because of William and Samantha.
He kept quiet listening for any footsteps from outside, but he heard none. Felicity would return right? Oliver got up to get a glass of whiskey.
A soft knock came at the door as Oliver poured himself a glass...it couldn't be Felicity. She knows not to knock,it is her house as well after all.
Oliver got up and took a deep breath as he opened the door. It wasnt Felicity...
"Laurel! What are you doing here?"
"Ollie..May I come in? I...I need to tell you something.."
Oliver noticed that she said 'Ollie' which means that she is nervous or she badly wants something..or someone.
"Of course, come in" Oliver stepped to the side allowing her in.
"Where is Felicity, I thought she would be here" Laurel asked.
"She got held back at Palmer Technologies, Curtis is needing help with loads of stuff apparently" Oliver lied, however Laurel's face had shown that she didn't buy it.
She knew him to well.
--Anyway I am continuing with this. I will stick to my rant earlier by the way. Because it is true.Sorry if I am coming out as annoying or mean but this stuff does piss me off for many reasons.
