theshootingarrow:

_{“I was meeting a friend,” Oliver replied, rocking back and forth on his feet lightly, hands resting in his pockets comfortably. He was going to have to figure out why there was so much surprise on her face later.}

“Friend, or friend friend?” Harley asked, “…Or ya can just tell me it ain’t none of my business since we only met like, five minutes ago.”

1. trainedxtherapist reblogged this from theshootingarrow-archieve and added:

   “You too, Oliver,” she replied with a smile, inwardly a little relieved that she wouldn’t have to try and explain her...

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   “I understand. Sometimes it’s impossible to explain our lives.” Sometimes it was nice that he could relate to some...