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Secrets Don’t Make Friends

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summary: Felicity stumbles upon the lair after getting drunk at Verdant. She meets the Hood, but it doesn’t go as she expects.
a/n: alternative title Secrets Don’t Make Friends (They Make Fuck Buddies) lmao, okay but thank you to @geniewithwifi for the prompt! i hope everyone enjoys.


Felicity had had one too many cosmos. But those little pink things were just so good. She stumbled into a back hallway at Verdant, looking for the bathroom. It took her a moment to find it, but once she did she was so grateful. She stepped back into the hallway a few minutes later and immediately felt lost.

“Oh no,” she said to herself.

She turned the wrong way and wandered towards a door. It wasn’t one that she recognized, but everything was really blurry and spinny, anyway. She tried the door, but it was locked. Bending down, she saw a number pad.

“Hmm,” she hummed.

Steadying herself against the wall, she could see which numbers were used most often. Three tries later and she was in.

“Somebody doesn’t have a fail safe,” she said in a sing song voice.

She walked inside, finding herself at the top of a staircase. The door closed behind her and she started down the steps. It was dimly lit, which didn’t help her vision much at all. Felicity nearly tripped down the stairs, but caught herself against the wall.

“Woah that was a close one,” she slurred.

“What are you doing down here?” a growly male voice met her ears.

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