If all you have to say to me is “Hi Felicity,” please refrain from doing so in my DMs. You ashamed of me? Got a hoard of women up in your DMs that can’t see you talking to me on the TL? Either way, my mentions are the perfect place to say “hi.”

‘The better Black Canary.’ You wish, honey. Pfft to you and pfft to your self imposed title.

Keeping my thoughts to myself isn’t exactly my specialty. Take it or leave it. If I think it, I say it.

Um. I’m sorry?

Sometimes I worry about Oliver’s sanity..

Why is this nut job back in Star City? This can’t be good. Oliver is going to have a stroke from high blood pressure. Though.. {settles in to watch the drama unfold.}

I have serious concerns about these identity crisis’ you keep having, 𝗕𝗥𝗨𝗖𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗬𝗡𝗘.. First Batman, now this..

Me: “𝗕𝗥𝗨𝗖𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗬𝗡𝗘., come here. I have something very important to tell you.” Oliver: [steps close so he can hear me, a hint of concern clear.] Me: “Your breath smells really bad. Did you forget to brush your teeth this morning?” Oliver: ...

I do NOT want to know what kind of kinky stuff he’s doing in that suit.

What the hell happened to your hair, 𝗕𝗥𝗨𝗖𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗬𝗡𝗘.? You hit a power line with your arrow again, didn’t you?

Holy crap. Maybe I should move to Vegas.

Also, really Twitter? Did you honestly think you could keep me locked. Child’s play.

Test

It’s nice to see that your hair grew back. The shaved head wasn’t it, 𝗕𝗥𝗨𝗖𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗬𝗡𝗘..

What has this TL become. You bunch of nasties. With your porns.

Keeping my mouth shut is not a specialty of mine. I think it, I say it. I also ramble on about nonsense sometimes. It happens.

{I am just about to take a big bite of my burger as 𝗕𝗥𝗨𝗖𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗬𝗡𝗘. confesses that him and Diggle heard my rambling. I peer up at him--