Trick | Shot | Archer

send my muse one of the following.

"Who did this to you?" "I’m ashamed of you." "I hate you." "You disgust me." "I love you." "Don’t go, please!" "Just leave already." "I don’t care about you." "I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many dogs at once…" "I don’t love you." "I lied." "You’re pathetic."  "You need to sleep sometime."  "Come on, just hit me!"  "Leave me alone!" "Don’t touch me." "I wish I’d never met you." "You’re adorable." "Do you have a cuddle buddy yet?" "Mind if I sleep here tonight?" "You’re beautiful."

"So you know that thing I’m not supposed to do? That one where I get arrested for fighting?" Roy rubbed the back of his neck. "I blew my rent money on bail again."

Ollie slapped his forehead and rubbed his hand down his face with a small sigh. "Why and who were you fighting, Roy?"

"Minus the terrible mattress and the even worse food, can’t complain. Missed you a lot though." Ollie smiled and gave her a small peck on the cheek. "How were you? Anything fun happen?"

“I don’t know..”, she says, passing him something in a brown paper bag, “You tell me.”

Ollie raises an eyebrow and looks into the bad, dropping it as soon as he realizes what it is. He pulls Dinah up into his arms seconds later, holding her tight, burying his head into her blonde hair and laughing excitedly. "You're kidding."

"Minus the terrible mattress and the even worse food, can't complain. Missed you a lot though." Ollie smiled and gave her a small peck on the cheek. "How were you? Anything fun happen?"

"Hey!" He pouted. "M'allowed to get you flowers." Ollie pulled the roses from behind his back and grinned. "Saw them on the way over, couldn't help myself."

"Why would you get a nanny? You don’t have a kid." She opens her eyes wide, "Do you?"

"What? Well... he's not like... I mean.... sorta... Adopted... but not... Simple answer is yes. But Roy didn't spring from these loins. I took him in."

Dinah Lance nervously fixes her hair in the mirror of her motorcycle, parking it outside Oliver Queen’s rather large abode. She felt uneasy already, considering she was pretty far removed from the wealthier crowd. Plus, she and Arrow had never really hung out before—she barely knew Oliver Queen. But when he’d proposed a dinner date at his mansion, how could she say no? She was starting to kind of like the guy. She rang the doorbell and shifted from one leg to the other uneasily.

Ollie was always sort of horrible at remembering plans, but when he looked through the peep hole in his door and saw Dinah, holding some sort of bad, he remember quickly. Ollie pulled open the door and smiled brightly. “Hey there, prettybird!”

She smiles back at him, rolling her eyes at the stupid nickname. “Nice sweatpants, Tex.” She says, gliding past him and taking off her leather jacket. She smooths out her simple, plain v-neck t-shirt and places the jacket on the back of the dining room chair. “I didn’t know how casual this dinner thing would be—or what to make, so I just brought some burgers to grill and some chips to make nachos. I hope that’s cool?”

His eyes lit up as his jaw dropped a little. "Marry me... please god." Ollie pulled the bad apart and began preparing the food. "No this is great. You do the nacho's and I'll do the burgers. Beers in the fridge... and that... vitamin water junk. I dunno what you girls drink-" He smirked as he headed to the grill. "I like the get up by the way. Leather looks good on you."

Dinah Lance nervously fixes her hair in the mirror of her motorcycle, parking it outside Oliver Queen’s rather large abode. She felt uneasy already, considering she was pretty far removed from the wealthier crowd. Plus, she and Arrow had never really hung out before—she barely knew Oliver Queen. But when he’d proposed a dinner date at his mansion, how could she say no? She was starting to kind of like the guy. She rang the doorbell and shifted from one leg to the other uneasily.

Ollie was always sort of horrible at remembering plans, but when he looked through the peep hole in his door and saw Dinah, holding some sort of bad, he remember quickly. Ollie pulled open the door and smiled brightly. "Hey there, prettybird!"