Among the many things that happened to the blonde in her short but busy life, right now, in this moment, it was the cherry on top. && not really in a good way. She was patiently - or maybe not - sitting in the waiting room of the city hall, her nails grazing the leather armchair she currently occupied. She was there for him, because he was the first person she would run to if anything happened like this. She knew about the multiverse, though she never experienced it herself before today. People were still watching her, seeing how her vigilante suit didn’t seem very appropriate, more like a hooker ; oddly, they didn’t recognize her. Maybe Dinah from here didn’t live in Star City after all...
The door finally opened, && Dinah let the men leave, before rushing inside, && locked herself in the office with the man who seemed busy signing some papers. He was giving her his back, but a grin covered her lips with a sigh of relief. && nostalgia took over the blonde. Her Ollie wasn’t alive anymore, but... he was perfectly well here apparently. “ Ollie, you have no idea how glad I am to see you... ” She crossed the room && went to hug the man, but stopped when realizing he wasn’t... Oliver Queen. “ Wow...What’s the deal here. ”
plotted started. @theshootingarrow