Felicity was in the large common room on the north side of the 11th floor. The RED floor. The floor that put her room and Oliver's room within 20 feet of each other. Tonight, it was the hallway she dreaded the most in all of Alpha.
So much happened today that it was hard to process, and by the time she came down from Barry's room in ORANGE, she'd taken one look down the hall at Oliver's door and swerved right from the elevator bank.
To the common area. It really looks like someone came in here and just trashed the place, and then someone else spent as little effort as possible putting everything back. Even the vidscreen was cracked.
But noticing those little details took all of five seconds. She plans to be here for the last ten minutes before regulation bedtime, in silence if she can help it, because even in her room she can't get any privacy. Maybe in ten minutes, her eyes wouldn't be so red anymore, and she'd finally have enough courage to walk down that hall.
Slowly, she picks a spot on the couch to sit down, and she brings her legs up and positions them cross-legged. It was something she'd never be able to do in a dress, but was perfectly okay in a jumpsuit. Reaching one hand beneath her glasses, Felicity takes a deep breath.
9:50 p.m. Closed to Derek
So much happened today that it was hard to process, and by the time she came down from Barry's room in ORANGE, she'd taken one look down the hall at Oliver's door and swerved right from the elevator bank.
To the common area. It really looks like someone came in here and just trashed the place, and then someone else spent as little effort as possible putting everything back. Even the vidscreen was cracked.
But noticing those little details took all of five seconds. She plans to be here for the last ten minutes before regulation bedtime, in silence if she can help it, because even in her room she can't get any privacy. Maybe in ten minutes, her eyes wouldn't be so red anymore, and she'd finally have enough courage to walk down that hall.
Slowly, she picks a spot on the couch to sit down, and she brings her legs up and positions them cross-legged. It was something she'd never be able to do in a dress, but was perfectly okay in a jumpsuit. Reaching one hand beneath her glasses, Felicity takes a deep breath.