Of Training and Revelations. With chloeas.
Oliver's mouth was set into a hard frown as he made his way into the Watchtower after a long day at Queen Industries. In the middle of the day, he'd checked his email and found out a rather disturbing piece of information from Lois that had bothered him ever since. Sitting through a board meeting and then having to field calls from overseas investors had been more than a tedious chore when all he'd wanted to do was get back to the Watchtower and talk to Chloe.
If there was one thing he didn't like, it was being in the dark, especially when it came to people he cared about. He stepped into the main room, where she was sitting behind her computer, though he knew she knew he was there. There were security monitors all over the place.
He simply folded his arms across his chest, leaned against the wall and waited for her to turn around.
If there was one thing he didn't like, it was being in the dark, especially when it came to people he cared about. He stepped into the main room, where she was sitting behind her computer, though he knew she knew he was there. There were security monitors all over the place.
He simply folded his arms across his chest, leaned against the wall and waited for her to turn around.