( wishes really do come true, he guesses. but sometimes they feel a little bittersweet. sometimes they feel like they weren't enough.
yeah, he stayed in that damn place long enough to get what he wished for: to make it off lian yu in one piece. to get back to star city, to fight his ass off to get zoe back after he missed his hearing. (he's pretty sure being kidnapped and surviving a bunch of bombs isn't gonna fly with the judge as an excuse — but oliver's told him that he'd help him, for which he's grateful.) he's lucky. others aren't.
he shouldn't have been so selfish. he should've thought about everyone else, too. oliver's doing him a solid, and rene could've paid him back, used that wish stone for everyone on that island, but he didn't, and he can't. it's too late.
rene goes to her room sometimes, even if nobody ever really knows why, 'cause they were never particularly close here in star city. he goes there even if the long walk down the hallway feels like he's going to confessional. in a way, it kind of is, considering he usually ends up just sitting there in that miserable hospital room, listening to the beeping of thea's heartbeat on the monitor, watching her for something — anything.
he's lucky that he remembers time with her from back in that stupid city, of fries shoved in mouth and salty kisses and hands pressed against bare skin — of sneaking around and stealing glances and trying not to get him killed by her brother. she might not remember all that, but he's glad that he got to know her like he did considering he never thought it'd happen here in star city.
it's been a long day at city hall, and rene lets out a heavy sigh as he scoots the wooden chair against the tiled floor closer to her bed, loosens the tie around his neck. ) Damn, reina. I dig my promotion and all, but you make a better chief of staff any day. Hotter, too. ( best believe he can still flirt even when the girl's in a coma. )
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yeah, he stayed in that damn place long enough to get what he wished for: to make it off lian yu in one piece. to get back to star city, to fight his ass off to get zoe back after he missed his hearing. (he's pretty sure being kidnapped and surviving a bunch of bombs isn't gonna fly with the judge as an excuse — but oliver's told him that he'd help him, for which he's grateful.) he's lucky. others aren't.
he shouldn't have been so selfish. he should've thought about everyone else, too. oliver's doing him a solid, and rene could've paid him back, used that wish stone for everyone on that island, but he didn't, and he can't. it's too late.
rene goes to her room sometimes, even if nobody ever really knows why, 'cause they were never particularly close here in star city. he goes there even if the long walk down the hallway feels like he's going to confessional. in a way, it kind of is, considering he usually ends up just sitting there in that miserable hospital room, listening to the beeping of thea's heartbeat on the monitor, watching her for something — anything.
he's lucky that he remembers time with her from back in that stupid city, of fries shoved in mouth and salty kisses and hands pressed against bare skin — of sneaking around and stealing glances and trying not to get him killed by her brother. she might not remember all that, but he's glad that he got to know her like he did considering he never thought it'd happen here in star city.
it's been a long day at city hall, and rene lets out a heavy sigh as he scoots the wooden chair against the tiled floor closer to her bed, loosens the tie around his neck. ) Damn, reina. I dig my promotion and all, but you make a better chief of staff any day. Hotter, too. ( best believe he can still flirt even when the girl's in a coma. )