 Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science!
Out in the corridor, Oliver leaned against the wall and panted and winced and panted some more. Ok.. so running away from Nancy probably wasn't the wisest of ideas. He needed to go and get cleaned up at least. His leg was still bleeding a bit and the movement of staggering walking was not helping the wound.
“Guh.” He looked along the corridor. When did it become so looooong! With a grimace and a look of determination in his eyes, he started his slow journey along it, a hand against the stone wall to help him along.
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