Previously: 35B | In-Flight Entertainment | Baggage Reclaim Part I
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Well. This is definitely not how Felicity imagined her first night in Starling City might go. But here she is, sitting at a table across from Oliver Queen, two half eaten Belly Buster Meals spread out between them.
Shaking her head at the absurdity of it all, she stuffs another fry into her mouth.
See, that’s the great thing about being mad at him and about him being her boss. The door is shut on them dating now. It’s slammed shut. There are bolts on it. Padlocks. Which means she can eat this burger without a care in the world about how she looks when she’s cramming it into her mouth. Because this is not a date.