Apr 04, 2010 17:10
Oliver had just sat down to a plate of leftover fettuccinni in his Star City apartment when a familiar gust of wind blew it right off the table.
He groaned, rubbing a hand over his face and moving to clean it up as he shook his head. "Bart, man, you gotta quit doing that," he grumbled.
with: clark,
verse: lost!,
what: rp,
with: chloe
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"What the hell are you doing, Chloe?" he murmured. He exited out of her files and pulled up her cell phone account. Within moments--although much slower moments than it would have taken her--he'd turned on her GPS.
Then he picked up his phone. "Bart? It's me. Can you come and get me?"
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