26. sitting on the same park bench au + olicity
She was there again. Everyday day at two o'clock she sits at that park bench, typing away at her computer. He first noticed her from his office window during one of the typical boring meetings he had to sit in. She always came back to that bench at two. He decided that this time he was going take a walk in the park and try and sit next to her. He was able to get away with it for a week bringing something with him to "read" while watching her from the corner of his eye. She was beautiful to him. With her blonde hair up in a ponytail, always had a pen tucked either in her hair or behind her ear, her glasses on, and liked to wear bright clothes, even in the grayest days. This time Oliver didn't take anything with him. He was actually going to work up the nerves to talk to her.
"Hi." He said standing in front of her. When she lifted her face up to look in his eyes he sucked in a breath a little bit, for her eyes reminded him of the ocean.
"My name's Oliver." He said after a moment and holding his hand out to her. She placed her hand in his, it was tiny compared to his hand and she had nail polish color that he's pretty sure his sister Thea would call "princess pink" or something like that.
"My name's Felicity." She smiled at him.
"Would you like to get a cup of coffee with me Felicity?" He asked still holding her hand. Her smile got a little bigger at his question.
"I was waiting for you to ask, since about last week at least. And the answer is yes."