Oliver Queen

Oliver was sitting in his apartment, feet propped up on his coffee table as he sat still for the first time in awhile. The place was still and silent--all of the league was out of town at various locations, and he was giving himself a few minutes before he started his nightly patrol of Metropolis. He had just closed his eyes for one moment when he heard a sound that made him realize he was most definitely not alone.

It had been awhile since Oliver had last had any actual 'down' time. But lately things at Queen Industries had gotten pretty intense, and even Victor, who was a pretty serious guy, had suggested he needed a little more fun in his life. So he'd invited over the one person he knew needed some relaxation time as much--if not more so--than he did.

Chloe Sullivan.

He'd already called out for Chinese--from what he knew was her favorite place downtown--and was awaiting both food and her. When he heard the sound of the elevator, he turned toward it, faint smile on his face.