Hey guys!
I decided to only write one shots and I had this idea in my head when I read a spoiler from Season 3.
I don't own Arrow.
I hope you enjoy!
Oliver
'Oh Mr. Queen' Amanda Waller said. 'Perhaps a haircut is in order.' She smiled haughtily and walked away, her red heels clicking on the tiled floor of the ARGUS base of operations in Hong Kong.
Oliver ruffled his hair and looked down, the shining black tiles showing an upside down reflection of him. His reflection looked back at him but he didn't really understand what he saw. The face he saw reflected in the tiles was the face of a stranger. That man had weary eyes and a frown wrinkle right above his nose. He had long jaw length hair and something quite close to a creepy moustache. Yep, a haircut is in order he thought. He almost smiled at the thought and walked toward the exit.
He walked out of the building and toward the noise. After such a long time without the usual city noises Oliver thought it sounded awful. He could hear car doors slamming shut, tires screeching on the asphalt and people shouting and arguing. And the smells...Underneath the smell of car exhaust was a different one, one of spices and fried food. He walked in the direction of the noise and smells and saw a shopping street full of people milling around carrying big bags of shops he'd never heard of. He saw numerous street vendors selling delicacies and cheap looking 'designer' bags. He stopped for a moment to look at the brightly colored shops and restaurants that all advertised things in Chinese characters he didn't understand.
He stood there for a few minutes, just looking at the people around him when he noticed they were also looking at him and keeping their distance. He decided to go to a restaurant or a shop and ask them where he could get a haircut.
Third person's point of view:
A dark haired young man walked through the mass of people walking around the busy shopping street. He wore an expensive jeans and a casual jacket. He had two women at his side, tall dark haired beauties with gigantic heels and very short dresses. He held his two beauties close by and waved at the men who'd stopped to stare at the two women and the man in their midst. He smiled when he saw the jealousy reflected in their eyes. His destination was a restaurant. He woke up this morning and he felt like eating sushi all day with a couple of leggy models. And so he did. They entered the sushi restaurant and walked up to the bar. 'Hi, can I talk to your manager?' he asked.
The bartender looked at the man in wonder and nodded. ' I tell him who him wants to speak?' he asked the young man in broken English.
'Tommy Merlyn.' The young man grinned.
Oliver
He walked toward the first restaurant he saw and stepped inside. There he found a man wearing a suit who looked rather stunned. Oliver thought he man was not Asian and that thought was confirmed when he heard the man speak to the barkeeper. 'Did you know what he wanted? He just chartered the entire restaurant for the day and he asked the cooks to cover his girls in sushi. That guy gets to eat sushi off a bunch of models!' the man looked like he couldn't believe it.
Oliver grinned as memories from a long time ago flooded his mind.
'I am sorry sir; this restaurant is chartered for the day.' The man in suit said to Oliver.
'Yeah, no. I am only looking for a hairdresser. Do you know where I can find one?'