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[creatio]

what's up cuddle people? it's clary here with a seriously important question. like, entire civilizations might depend on it important. you might want to sit down.

... you ready?

okay, here goes:

would you rather only be able to jump everywhere you go or only be able to walk on your hands?

(Who let this nerd have a phone, honestly. But at least playing along gets you ten friendship points. Or it does in her book.)

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[recoined]

( it's not even really awkward! it's just... a lot easier not to mention. like, she could talk about the red welts left on her back from his nails, the ones that faded by morning, or how he seemed particularly interested in her hidden strength, but... why? it's unnecessary conversation. it's much more fun to gossip about her current beau than her former ones. )

Technically, the couch was the only thing actually off-limits. ( she's not looking shifty or anything. don't give her that look. at least she wiped the table off that one time. ) I'm just officially adding the kitchen.

And — ( now who's getting a Look!) — if you're not getting laid on a regular basis, that's nobody's fault but your own. Making moon-eyes at Mr Wears-Black-All-The-Time is not going to get you anything.

( speaking of: ) By the way, you got your thing, right? The "come to City Hall and claim your magic stone" thing? It was in the mail, like, a week ago or something.

[creatio]

( It's 100% awkward, okay. Clary loves them both dearly, but it's for the best if she never has to think about what happened in the early days of arriving here. )

I'm not making moon-eyes. ( She so is. ) I've been volunteering some. And there's the art gallery stuff with Kieren. ( Why is she justifying herself, lord. ) I don't really count the me and Jace stuff. Because it's you know, me and Jace.

( Complicated.

A long time in coming.

Important. ) I just want to do things right.

( With a huff, Clary pulls herself off the couch and heads toward her room, still talking. ) No? Crap, I have such a huge pile of mail in my room. I keep meaning to open everything but.

[recoined]

( for a minute, kimberly has to wonder if maybe clary hasn't earned hers yet. if maybe it's the energizer bunny levels of, uh, intimacy between herself and her particularly hot-headed beau that's earned her the certificate in question, and clary's more reticent coupling means she'll be earning hers for a bit longer. she's not exactly sure what the exchange rate is on sex vs volunteering vs everything else when it comes to energy production. it's not like there's a chart. or like she's been keeping track. anyway. )

You should check. ( not that kimberly wants to go home yet. even if they are offering it to her, she can always ignore it, right? or there had been the whole thing about 'alternative arrangements' — who knew what that meant. ) Let me know if it's there?