They're interrupted

After all the fighting and running, Oliver, Felicity and the still naked Laurel had all run out of energy and were now walking the rest of the way to Felicity's apartment. Although they had already seen her plenty of times that night, Laurel still couldn't help but grimace every time someone looked over at her and took in her nude form, although her annoyance mostly came from the fact that she couldn't cover up rather than because she was naked.

"Here we go" Felicity declared suddenly. Bringing herself out of thoughts, Laurel looked up and saw that they had arrived at Felicity's apartment building. Felicity opened the door and peaked inside, presumably looking for security or a doorman. "No one's there, let's go".

The trio then ran through the lobby and into another elevator. This ride up was even more harrowing than the first one since there was a lot less room and they were all bunched together. As the lift jolted with life, Laurel blushed as she felt a hand brush against her side and looked up to see Oliver turning his head away and folding his arms across his chest so it wouldn't happen again. Laurel thought it would be best not to mention it.

Once the elevator doors opened, they all moved down the hallway towards Felicity's apartment, with her fumbling for the keys before putting one in and turning. With nothing happening.

"Sorry" she said sheepishly. "It's always the last one you try isn't it?" She was trying to brighten the mood but all Laurel could think of is how badly she wanted to get inside and put on clothes.

"Please hurry up" she said a little too impatiently earning a quick but stern glare from Oliver.

"There we go" Felicity said as she got the door opened and they all poured in before Oliver locked the door tightly. "I'm gonna go change into dry clothes". She said before speeding away to another room.

Laurel watched her walk away and saw her pull her shirt over her head just before the door closed. As this was happening, Oliver had walked into the kitchen and grabbed a knife to free Laurel.

"Ahem," he cleared his throat hoping to get her attention.

"Oh right," she didn't hesitate in turning around this time and allowed Oliver to quickly cut her bonds off freeing her hands and giving her full mobility once again. "That feels better", she said rubbing her wrists.

"So how are you holding up" he asked trying to avoid staring at her body. She didn't bother covering up since it was just her and Oliver, he had already seen her and she wasn't as embarrassed by him seeing her naked.

"Surprisingly good" she answered honestly. "Considering this is probably the most humiliating day of my life" she added with a chuckle.

"I can imagine" Oliver said with a smile. They then stood awkwardly in silence for a few seconds with nothing to say. Every conversation topic just seemed weird to discuss while Laurel was naked.

"So does Felicity keep all her clothes..."

"In that room." Oliver finished.

"Great", she said putting her hands on her hips before another awkward silence.

"Does she normally take so long to get dressed?" She asked.

"She's pretty rattled after tonight."

Laurel just stood there thinking for a while before she remembered that Oliver and Felicity were dating so there'd be no problem if Oliver went in there to grab clothes for her but before she could bring it up, all the lights in the apartment went off.

"You've got to be kidding me," she said through gritted teeth.

"Just go get dressed, I'll keep an eye out here" Oliver said.

Laurel didn't need to be told that twice and made a beeline to the room where Felicity had gone. Pushing the door open, Laurel collided with something and fell to the ground with someone on top.