Up on the Rooftop. With chloeas.
He watched her from the rooftop of a building across the street, a smirk on his face that was hidden behind his hood. It had been three weeks since he'd last seen her. Three long weeks in Star City, working at Queen Industries during the day and patrolling the streets at night. Three weeks of emails and a few phone calls and a couple of late night/early morning video chats.
And then he'd learned that there was another possible 33.1 in Kansas. He'd immediately contacted Chloe and she'd gotten to work on finding out everything she could about the possible location, and anything else she could dig up. So when she'd contacted him early that morning, he'd filed a flight plan with his pilot and returned to Metropolis.
Glancing down at his watch, he watched the glowing green digits flip from 11:59 to 12:00.
Then he pulled his bow from his back and fired an anchor line to the roof of the Planet.
And then he'd learned that there was another possible 33.1 in Kansas. He'd immediately contacted Chloe and she'd gotten to work on finding out everything she could about the possible location, and anything else she could dig up. So when she'd contacted him early that morning, he'd filed a flight plan with his pilot and returned to Metropolis.
Glancing down at his watch, he watched the glowing green digits flip from 11:59 to 12:00.
Then he pulled his bow from his back and fired an anchor line to the roof of the Planet.