TFLN Continuations

[queenleftbehind]

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[accelerate]

So I HAVE technically been to your place. Interesting …

Also, BTW, your dad can walk really, really quietly??? Can you please wear a bell if I'm going to be hanging out with you because I do not do well when people sneak up on me. Even if they're the complete opposite of Merlyn the Very Bad and Slightly Unnerving Man.

I'm really sorry I just capitalized that.

And gave him a name.

[queenleftbehind]

My old place. The one that's now inhabited by my brother's ex. I really don't think you want to show up there. I mean, I heard you two could have been a thing before your unexpected coma and before she started dating Ollie, but if you're worried about Ollie's reaction to dating me, you'd be suicidal if you wanted to slip into her place.

And I won't be expecting him. If he shows up, the best thing you can do is run and bring me my sword because chances are that he'll be using his own against me.

And I'm only slightly exaggerating.

But really, he's not Voldemort. He won't appear if you say his real name.

[accelerate]

Remind me I get the chance to yell at Felicity for once about not telling me she and Oliver BROKE UP. OMGWTFBBQ.

… IDK why my phone autocorrects it into that.

I'm still not going to test it. Voldemort's your dad. I don't trust his quiet, quiet, QUIET feet to not just RANDOMLY APPEAR.

You have to make noise. A LOT of noise.

[queenleftbehind]

Because you're a dork. That's why.

And trust me, if you come over, I'll definitely be making a lot of noise, but I can't guarantee it'll be of the warning variety.

But I can pretty much guarantee you won't care.

[accelerate]

I have a feeling I should just stop talking before I break my phone.

Or you break my phone. NGL, not sure if I should feel turned on or scared with how quickly you speed things up. Especially when I'm complaining about your dad's quiet feet.

That I'll stop talking about right now.

[queenleftbehind]

Please. I'm not exactly kink-shaming, but when it's Malcolm's feet you're talking about, I really don't want to know.

[accelerate]

Turning this around, jsyk.

My feet? Are pretty quick. I could probably give you a run for your codename, Speedy.

[queenleftbehind]

I'm not sure you could handle me even when I'm retired, Flash.

[accelerate]

IDK, something tells me I could keep up.

I'm the Fastest Man Alive, caps and all. In case you didn't know. ;)

[queenleftbehind]

Not in everything, I'd hope. Because stamina counts, too.

[accelerate]

Why does everyone always think that???

[ he knows why, but still. ]

Trust me, I can be Stamina Man.

And I realize that sounds so corny.

[queenleftbehind]

It's like candy. Five minutes in the back of a club is like an M&M. Fun, delicious, but only temporarily satisfying. But an entire night? That's like the most amazing dessert you've ever tasted. Rich. Complex. Heaven.

[accelerate]

I'm a real big fan of dessert.

Like a super big fan. I've even got a t-shirt to prove I'm the #1 fan. Maybe one day you'll have to come over and help me find it.

[queenleftbehind]

As long as it involves going through your drawers, I'm in.

[accelerate]

BRB removing everything that's incriminating in my drawers.

So … There'll be nothing in them.

[queenleftbehind]

There's at least one thing in your drawers that's very incriminating and you can't get rid of it. Well, you won't.

[accelerate]

I won't?

I definitely won't. You know me, slow and steady wins the race. And I'm … not. You're going to have to come over and make sure I don't throw out something I should keep.

[queenleftbehind]

I wasn't talking wooden drawers. More drawers made out of fabric and slung low on the hips. I hope you keep what's in those drawers.

[accelerate]

I do.

I have a feeling you're probably going to have to help me out of those.

[queenleftbehind]

You know it's always good to pay attention to your gut instinct. It's usually right.