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Olivia Queen The Black Canary ([personal profile] olivia_queen) wrote2011-10-11 09:38 pm
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Fit for a Queen

Why did she still feel so lousy? Michael was a nice enough guy, she could talk to him, have fun with him...he was totally hot. So why was it she felt more miserable now than ever? Olivia Queen was debating this as she came home from her date, keys dropped to the dish by the door, jacket tossed carelessly on the back of a chair. She went right for the fridge. She wasn't hungry but for some reason she craved comfort food.
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[personal profile] legacy_parent 2011-10-12 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh god, it is as he feared. Boy troubles. His every instinct told him to try and weasel his way out of this, this was a job Dinah could do way better than him. But he had made up his mind to be there for his daughter, and the only thing he was more than irresponsible, was stubborn.

"Well, ... It seems to me like maybe you'd rather be going out with someone other than Michael." Ollie swallowed and said in the awkward way he talked about these things. Note to self, remind Mike to 'look, don't touch'.
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[personal profile] legacy_parent 2011-10-13 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, but there's something missing, isn't there?" Ollie said, eating a spoonful of nutella. Holy shit. He's actually parenting. Feels ... odd. "Think back to what you said a minute ago, half of it centered around who?"

How was he doing this? Could he always do this?
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[personal profile] legacy_parent 2011-10-13 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
"You mentioned him once, Livvy." Ollie said, dryly. She was really a lot more like him than either of them would care to admit. She was showing the same sort of hide your true feelings crap he had done for the longest time. She wouldn't say it, so he'd have to. Even if his protectiveness for his daughter around guys screamed for him not to, "Brandon. I'm talking about Brandon."
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[personal profile] legacy_parent 2011-10-13 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
Ollie was surprised by this reaction, almost falling out of his chair as she flopped on top of him. Soon as he regained his balance, he gave Livvy a good long hug. "Sweetie ..." He said softly, his voice trailing off, he wasn't sure what to say. He'd never seen her like this before. After a few moments of hugging in silence, except for Liv's sobbing, he came to a realization. He'd stayed at first to prove to himself that he could. Now, he was here for her.

"Liv. I don't want you to make the same mistakes I did. I love your mom, just like you love Brandon. But because I had my head so far up my own ass, I couldn't see that for the longest time. But if there's one thing I am aside from prideful, and stupid, and a bastard, it's stubborn. I don't give up, and I didn't give up on trying to make things work with your mom. And you know what, I've never seen you give up either."
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[personal profile] legacy_parent 2011-10-13 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
Ollie smiled at seeing her brighten up a bit. "I'm glad I could help." He said, and he damn well meant it. Maybe he wasn't such a fuck-up after all, at least as a dad. Maybe she'd have things even better than he did. Guess that's all he could wish for.

"I've gotta find my belt for tonight." He said after giving Livvy a hug. He walked out, and when he was upstairs, he let out a relieved sigh, slumping against the wall. He smiled, and let a few happy tears roll out.