Party Preperations with wiccan_willow_r

Oliver had just gotten out of the shower and finished getting dressed when he heard the beel on the security door below ring. He raised an eyebrow, wondering who it could be since he'd given Bart explicit orders to stay with Chloe at all times. He made his way to the security monitors and chuckled involuntarily when he saw the familiar red-head carrying a huge box in her arms.

He pressed a button that opened the doors. "Come on up, Willow," he said over the intercom.

Wednesday: Self-Image

Thanksgiving Party Time. (Open RP for All!)

With Willow's help, his clocktower apartment looked great. And while he normally hated Thanksgiving, and his spirits still weren't quite as high as he'd hoped they'd be, largely due to thoughts about the impending apocalypse, and the idea of Mercy spending the day completely alone and at work, he was hoping that the party would help some. The caterer's had brought a ton of Italian food that was set up in his kitchen, and there was plenty of liquor for the adults, which he fully intended to start on very soon.

He was hoping Chloe would show up with Bart soon, otherwise he was going to leave the place with his guests there and drag her out of the Watchtower.

When the buzzer sounded, he moved over to the security monitor, and pressed the button. "Come on up."