thexhoodedxvigilante. / oliver queen.
closed & slightly plotted starter for @adventurestold ( adrian chase )
He’s grateful for the silence that’s enveloping city hall at the late hour. The rest of his staff and city officials had gone home for the night. His team was looking further into the most recent murders that had occurred throughout the city and if it wasn’t for the mountain of paperwork sitting on his desk, Oliver would have been out there with him. With John back in the game, he wasn’t entirely worried about the newbies and with Felicity backing them up in the bunker, hopefully nothing went wrong.
A folder was pulled from the stack, a sigh leaves the mayor’s lips as he leans back in his chair. Just as Oliver was about to look at it, he heard a knock on the door to his office. His brows furrowed for a moment and he raised a hand to drag it down his face as if that would eliminate some of the tiredness that had settled into his bones. “Come in,” he called, loud enough for the visitor to hear him.
He wanted to smile at the sight of Adrian carrying a brown bag, probably full of food, and he did for a moment. It’s a small one but it’s still there as Adrian stands in the doorway. “I hope you brought enough to share otherwise I hope you’ve got a good reason for your visit. tonight.” Not that Adrian never had any good reasons for visiting his office but a potential distraction didn’t make sorting through a stack of paperwork any less appealing.
“ME share with you? good one.” his smile lasts longer than oliver’s, albeit not by by much. these visits have happened often enough that oliver should understand adrian never brings good news. the district attorney showing up late at night? some real shit has always gone down. it happens more frequently than he’d like to admit. oliver should try being less NAIVE. but if he can limit the spoken stress by bringing food...
“i don’t have anything to say that you wanna hear.” which won’t stop them from talking about it, of course. it’s still their JOB to deal with things like this. but a little warning never killed anybody. taking a breath, adrian tosses the bag of food onto oliver’s desk and claims the seat across from him. it’s kind of funny, in a way. oliver queen, the man adrian has sworn to destroy, has become his best friend. that’s fine. he’ll just find a NEW best friend when all of this is over. when he WINS.
“but that can wait until tomorrow,” he assures. “to tell you the truth... i just thought you might want some company.” the lights were on. adrian knows oliver doesn’t spend his nights here. something must have grabbed the mayor’s attention. “it isn’t every day you see OLIVER QUEEN when he isn’t surrounded by people, you know.”
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