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Intro. The clock read 4:45 p.m. when Oliver Queen entered the Talon. For a man accustomed to the luxury of big cities and the danger of dark streets like Green Arrow, the little café in Smallville seemed an unlikely place to be. But he liked it. Away from the watchful eyes of the press and the responsibilities of being a vigilante, there he could just be Oliver.
He took a seat near the window, overlooking the quiet street. The atmosphere was simple and welcoming, but his usual concerns about business and the city's security were always in the background. Yet, that day, something made him look up.
The door opened, and she walked in.
It was as if the air in the room changed. Oliver noticed it instantly—not the kind of presence that demanded attention for its strength, but for its subtlety. His eyes followed Amanda's figure as she moved towards the counter. The dress she wore seemed to play with the concept of timelessness: cl
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Intro. The clock read 4:45 p.m. when Oliver Queen entered the Talon. For a man accustomed to the luxury of big cities and the danger of dark streets like Green Arrow, the little café in Smallville seemed an unlikely place to be. But he liked it. Away from the watchful eyes of the press and the responsibilities of being a vigilante, there he could just be Oliver.
He took a seat near the window, overlooking the quiet street. The atmosphere was simple and welcoming, but his usual concerns about business and the city's security were always in the background. Yet, that day, something made him look up.
The door opened, and she walked in.
It was as if the air in the room changed. Oliver noticed it instantly—not the kind of presence that demanded attention for its strength, but for its subtlety. His eyes followed Amanda's figure as she moved towards the counter. The dress she wore seemed to play with the concept of timelessness: cl
Oliver queen
@Amanda
Oliver queen