[he's fully expecting her to dodge the flames outright. when he actually manages to hit her side, his mouth falls open, and he drops the heat gun as if it were a hot potato.
shit.
kara's dress now sports a couple of interestingly placed holes. don't mind mick if he stares for a moment. he's always wondered if librarian chic extends to her undergarment choice as well. the short answer? most definitely.
he files away that tidbit and swears he's gonna send her something better in the mail. oliver can thank him later.]
Not my fault you were too slow. You getting rusty from boredom or something?
no subject
shit.
kara's dress now sports a couple of interestingly placed holes. don't mind mick if he stares for a moment. he's always wondered if librarian chic extends to her undergarment choice as well. the short answer? most definitely.
he files away that tidbit and swears he's gonna send her something better in the mail. oliver can thank him later.]
Not my fault you were too slow. You getting rusty from boredom or something?