Starlight--RP for chloeas
Oliver was pretty sure he'd never slept as well as he had the night before, with his arms wrapped around Chloe, her head resting on his chest. Nothing had happened between them--well, other than more kissing, of course. They'd eaten brunch together and then she'd had to go to the Planet for work. He, on the other hand, had gone back to his place, not a bit surprised to find a copy of the Inquisitor with he and Chloe's picture plastered on the front page. Kissing.
A faint smirk touched his lips. This time he wasn't the least bit bothered by it. He spent the day working on some projects for Q.I. although he was already plotting something else in the back of his mind.
So when nine o'clock that night rolled around, Oliver pulled his car in front of the Daily Planet and headed inside, a smile on his face.
A faint smirk touched his lips. This time he wasn't the least bit bothered by it. He spent the day working on some projects for Q.I. although he was already plotting something else in the back of his mind.
So when nine o'clock that night rolled around, Oliver pulled his car in front of the Daily Planet and headed inside, a smile on his face.