dear maria, count me in

Annabelle took a deep breath as she waited for the door to open, hoping that he was alone. Though hard, it would be that much easier if no one else was around. She took in a sharp breath when the door started to open, trying to smile up at him in an effort to mask her thoughts. But then she saw that it was just Arrow, knowing he could tell when she was faking a mile away. She shook her head, arms wrapped around her torso as she stepped in, around him. “I…  I don’t know.” She muttered, willing for her eyes to stop welling up so soon. 

She looked around, though she didn’t have super hearing like he did, but she didn’t spot anyone else. “Are you alone? No one else here? I really don’t need the guys popping out.” She said, feeling a tear run down her cheek. She sighed, turning on her heel and heading for the couch, plopping down on it. “You’re gonna hate me.” She muttered, not looking up at him.

Something was so, so seriously wrong. The need to fix everything was blaring inside Arrow like a siren, but he tried to keep a calm air about him. She didn’t need him freaking out on her. “I’m alone, yeah. I think Seth’s at Delia’s and Zack’s at Mason’s per usual. Probably watching movies with Carter.”