HARPER.

          » that explains the weird furniture in here … « she runs a hand through her hair before looking at the male, eyes widening in shock. » sorry, did you HEAR that ? «

     “...hear what? i didn’t hear anything,” roy said. he has pretty good hearing, maybe due to the fact that she was drunk - she was also hearing things.

“Really? I’m surprised and that doesn’t happen often.”

“...Why are you surprised, exactly?”

And then something caught in his mind, an idea he’d seen once in an old TV show a long time ago. One of them…or both, potentially, could be a clone. Since Roy was supposed to be dead, his DNA at a crime scene would be thrown out or considered contaminated. “It’s gonna be pretty hard for me to stay dead when there’s two of me running around, getting into trouble,” he remarked coolly. “Not to mention, if we really are the same, then we’ll have similar tendencies, probably bump into each other a lot.” The list of potential complications extended far further than that, but it was a good place to start.

Nodding his head, Roy began to wonder how he even got here. Had he gone back in time, was this him from the past? Or -- his head was starting to hurt from all this time travel future crap. Breathing out of his nose, he clenched his jaw for a second or so, letting himself calm down before nodding. “So, what if we do everything to avoid that? We stick together. Kinda like brothers,” Roy commented, wondering if that was their best choice. If they stuck together, that way they couldn’t be caught out in the open accidentally, or anything like that.

“Let me see it,” she skidded to her knees next to him, “Think you might be hospital bound.”

The pain shooting through him is white hot, but he fights it. “No. No. I can’t go to a hospital.”

“I wasn’t planning on it. I was actually going to ask if you wanted to hang out- without the arrows.”

“I won’t bring the arrows then. Sure.”

          » … YOUR apartment ? i thought … i thought this was MY apartment … « mind the poor drunk girl, she’s a little too startled by the realisation of her whereabouts to respond in a more appropriate matter.

“...Your apartment is across the hall. Which leaves the question of how you got in here.” A pause. “C’mon. Let’s -- get you home.”

Oliver pauses for a moment, TEMPTED to offer the other man to stay. If people didn’t notice the change between Speedy and Arsenal then they COULD get away with it. Except the logical part of his mind knew that it wasn’t practical; for the team or for Roy. “How long are you going to be in town?”

Roy wanted to stay. Every part of his being ached to stay, to be apart of the team he loved. But he knew that he couldn’t. Even if he swapped out with Thea a few times, people would soon realize that there was more than one Red Arrow. Sighing a little, he leaned back. “A couple days at most.”

“Not for a normal person, no.  Let me help you up.  We’ll get you to the hospital.”

“No, no I can’t go to the hospital. I just -- ah fuck!”

Barry Allen + smiles

insp (x)

           ↳ “ Oh, come on, Merlyn, we both know that you are not a one-girl type of guy.                                                    It depends on the girl. “