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olliequeen) wrote2010-02-04 08:13 am
olliequeen) wrote2010-02-04 08:13 am
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Oliver had arrived at Pastabilities five minutes early, and was waiting for Tess in the lobby area. It had been awhile since he'd been out to lunch, and even longer since he'd been to this particular restaurant, even though it was one of his favorites in Metropolis.
Sitting in one of the wooden chairs, he found himself thinking about the upcoming trip to Star City. Even though it was only going to be for a couple of days, he was looking forward to it immensely.
It wasn't that he didn't like Metropolis.
He simply missed home. Usually he stayed so busy he didn't have time to think about missing his home city, and things had been crazier than usual lately, and somehow the nostalgia had crept up on him.
Sitting in one of the wooden chairs, he found himself thinking about the upcoming trip to Star City. Even though it was only going to be for a couple of days, he was looking forward to it immensely.
It wasn't that he didn't like Metropolis.
He simply missed home. Usually he stayed so busy he didn't have time to think about missing his home city, and things had been crazier than usual lately, and somehow the nostalgia had crept up on him.