So I'm not sure how I feel about this one- I think it might be the hardest prompt I've had for a while. Hopefully y'all enjoy at least some of it anyway.
Situation/Location: Stolen Coat
Felicity had been standing at the main bar in Verdant, but now she just wanted to leave. She'd come with friends, who had all left her for hook-ups, and neither Sara nor Roy were working tonight. She tried looking for Oliver or Digg, but they were nowhere to be found.
With a sigh she headed to the front of the club to retrieve her coat; it was too cold outside to walk around in her party clothes, even if she was only going around the back to enter the lair.
She'd pulled her jacket off the rack when someone came up behind her.
"That's not your coat." The voice slurred. She glanced down at the material in her hand.
"I'm sorry… but this is my coat. Now if you'll excuse me." She slid her coat on before heading out. She'd made it just outside before the drunk caught back up with her, this time grabbing her arm.
"Hey. You stole my coat. Give it back." Felicity turned around.
"Dude. What's your problem? You're drunk off your ass and are focusing on a damn coat." She could see the storm brewing behind his eyes. It was becoming quite apparent that he was a violent drunk. She backed up.
"Give me back my stolen coat. You. Stole. My. Coat." She was backed against the wall.
"Oookayyy. Well maybe drunk and… on drugs." She gave in, sliding her coat off. "Here." She handed it to him. He took it and dropped it. Approaching her, she could see the look on his face. "OH COME ON." He comes towards her and when he's close enough she moved, using the little self-defense she'd had time to work on. Of course it helped that he was drunk.
She didn't need to worry though, Digg appeared a couple seconds later and took the guy by surprise.
"Go on inside. Oliver is waiting by the door for you." Felicity nodded and half ran- she was rather cold.
She'd just stepped through the door when his hand landed on her elbow; large and warm. She let him pull her along and up the stairs to his office. He let go of her arm and let her head off to the couch. Just as she was settled, he reappeared with the suit jacket from the back of his chair.
She didn't hesitate before she put her arms through the sleeves and hugged her knees to her chest. Oliver settled next to her.
"You okay?" He looked worried.
"Oh. I'm fine! Just cold." She smiled. Digg reappeared.
"Lance just came by and picked the guy up. You guys ready to head home?" They both nodded, and headed out.
It wasn't until she'd been home a few minutes that she realized she still had Oliver's suit jacket on.