Another day, another- oh no you’re dying.

Yeah, you had failed Miss Lana’s test and she went absolutely feral on you, but instead of tearing you up and ravaging your organs, she decided to just beat you to a pulp until your body was numb and in…TOO much pain.

After she kicked you with a sigh and knocked you out, it had been a few hours and you were in the nurse’s office, laying there and above you…was Oliver…looking relived and exhaling.

”Oh…you’re not dead…thank god..”

He sighed, leaning his head on your chest out of exasperation before lifting it up back up and looking down.

”How are….how are you doing?”

He asked quietly.