Holy shit, not Michael. I couldnât stand him. lol. But yes. Itâs Jim. I adore Jim <3
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I do love Dwight. But heâs not my favorite. And yes to Oliver, though Felicity is my close second.
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Barry would be lying if he said he hadnât thought about doing stuff like this with Felicity. When heâd first met her, heâd really fancied her. She was funny, smart, could kick your ass on the internet at anything ever, had the same sense of humour, made puns â she was the perfect girl. Heâd had a few dreams ft. Felicity before, but then he learned of her interest in Oliver and itâd been downhill from there.
Reading this, however, brought back all those feelings, especially the in-his-pants feelings. A very rock solid tent formed in his pants within seconds of picturing what had been written.
âHello.â Kara smiled at the woman who looked a little lost. âAre you here to see Ms. Grant?â She questioned as she stood from her desk and collected her notebook and a pen. She quickly scanned the itinerary to see if Ms. Grant had any meetings set up for the day. Just one. With a Felicity Smoak.Â
Kara glanced to Mr. Grantâs office and saw her perched behind her desk as usual. She twitched her head back to the visitor and smiled once again.Â
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His arms were wrapped tightly around Felicityâs body, she lay on the ground, blood spilling from her mouth. She was covered in blood, from head to toe. It had ruined her new dress and her heels had parted from her shoes. Her hair was matted with mud and blood, her lip cut and eyes bruised from the impact. Tears welled in Barryâs eyes, not wanting to accept that this was it.
He had no idea where Oliver was. Heâd been there in the car, they all had. They were going to a dinner together, to celebrate the Holidays (Felicity had insisted that they call it that, due to her heritage and theyâd all agreed) and now it had turned into a blood bath. Felicity was dying in his arms, the wounds too fatal to fix. Even if he got her to the hospital, she would die there.
Lifting her up a little, he pressed his lips to her bruised forehead, arms tightly wrapped around her. The last time Barry had comforted someone while they died was his mother and he had hoped that he wouldnât have to do that again, he prayed that the would never have to watch another loved one die. But the universe could never be so kind to him.
âI love you, Felicity. Youâre going to be okay.âÂ
She had quickly become a very close best friend to Barry and he hadnât nearly told her enough times that he loved and appreciated her, and this was his only chance to do it before she passed. He needed to make sure she was comfortable, so he kept her sat slightly upright in his arms. He rested his head against hers, listening to her shallow breathing.
âYouâre going to be okay, I promise.â
It wouldnât be long now, her breathing was slowing and her grip was loosening on him, she was starting to go limp. Barry was trying so hard not to break down, but he wanted her to remember him as the brave one, the hero - to remember him like that when she passed on.
âYouâre okay, itâs okay.â
Rocking her slowly in his arms, as if he were rocking her to sleep, he felt her go limp and the last breath pushed out of her - leaving him numb on the inside. Tears rolled down his cheeks ferociously, sobs racking his body.