To Be Continued

You get distracted from your work while Oliver works out on the salmon ladder.

The sound of metal striking metal echoes through the foundry. Again and again, repeating until you swear it’s going to drive you crazy… or deaf. Sure, you could put in earplugs, drown out pretty much all of the noise a certain vigilante is creating, but then you wouldn’t hear the one sound that sends shivers down your spine. The same sound that sends a million and one images loose in your mind, makes your toes curl, makes your body tighten.

Oliver Queen grunts every time the bar strikes home on the salmon ladder. And oh, what a glorious sound it is.

CLANG

GRUNT

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