Guardian Angel (Bonus #5)

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summary: Oliver finds a half asleep Felicity in an elevator with a newborn // Dani catches Oliver and Felicity “in the act” which leads to a very awkward sex talk from Donna (anonymous prompt)
word count: 646
a/n: well this was fun to write. Thanks for the prompt and I hope you like it!

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Oliver sat on Donna’s couch, wondering why he was even there. Felicity sent him downstairs to see her, but he didn’t know exactly why. She seemed really peeved off, though.

“So, I hear you haven’t had sex in about a week,” Donna said, sitting down across from him.

“What?” he nearly choked, “Is that why Felicity is mad? Wait why are you talking to me about this?”

His mother-in-law chuckled, “Because I want to help.”

He let out a long sigh, “Okay…” he said warily.

“Danica saw you and Felicity…..”

“In the middle of… yes,” he could already feel himself getting flustered.

“What happened?” she asked.

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^ - My favourite ice cream.


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> - Where I would like to live.

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< - The last thing I ate.

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+ - A random fact about anything.

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