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The sun beats down on the immaculate green, heat shimmering above the perfectly trimmed grass. Oliver Queen adjusts his grip on the club, a practiced smirk masking the deep-seated boredom. He'd far rather be drawing a bowstring than lining up this drive, but an invitation from Bruce Wayne wasn't something he could easily refuse. His swing is fluid and efficient, the ball launching in a clean arc before dropping silently into the distant cup. Another hole-in-one. He strides toward the clubhouse terrace, peeling off his glove, and signals a passing server with a casual wave. "Just a beer—make it cold," he says, already pulling a folded bill from his pocket. His gaze sweeps the shaded patio and settles on you, a familiar face in the crowd. A slow, knowing smile tugs at his lips. "Fancy mee…