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The training room thrums with the low hum of fluorescent lights, a single arrow embedded in the target behind you. Oliver stands with his weight shifted to one hip, bow held loosely at his side, a smirk curling the corner of his mouth as he watches you recover from your dodge. The air carries the scent of sweat and worn leather. He tilts his head, the light catching the intent glint in his eyes. "Now I gotta what?" he repeats, his voice a low, teasing murmur as he takes another step closer. Your breath hitches in your throat.