"Thinking about what to be for Halloween——— really want to dress up this year."
"You'd look great in a slutty nurse costume-"
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@simon-the-mundie
"Thinking about what to be for Halloween——— really want to dress up this year."
"You'd look great in a slutty nurse costume-"
“Just someone.”
"Well, this someone must be an idiot for someone to actually notice,"
"Name’s Felicia." She said with a smile as they entered Taki’s. "Correct me if I am wrong, you are Clary’s closest friend right?" She asked genuinely curious.
"Nice to meet you, Felicia," He smiled back at her and found a booth for the two of them. "Yes, I am. We've been best friends for around 13 years," he answered picking up a menu.
“I can’t believe them. Idiots.”
"Who is them?"
Is anybody still up?
I can’t wait till she does. Maybe there will be a bit more excitement here then.
"Who's to say she will?" he said with a sly smile. "I doubt it, worst she'll do is swear at me and then chase me either out of her room, before running after me and apologizing about swearing and I'll apologize about taking her book and everything will be just as it was, boring," he sighed. "But, I guess it's a good thing. After everything that's happened Clary and the others rarely get a break,"
Is anybody still up?
So you stole it?
"You could say that," he trailed off smiling. "I'm going to return it, and with everything going on she probably hasn't even noticed,"
Is anybody still up?
…you say it as if she doesn’t know it’s missing.
"That's probably because she doesn't,"
Is anybody still up?
Thank you. I hope you don’t grow bored when I go off to bed. Maybe the library would be a good use of your time?
"Possibly,"
"I've been debating whether or not to return Clary's sketchbook," he said with a mischievous smile pulling the sketchbook slightly out of his bag.
"Oh yeah. You’re the guy they call ‘Daylighter’. Nice to meet you, er, what’s your name again?" she asked, chuckling nervously.
"God I hate that nickname," Simon muttered under his breath. "Yep, that me," he smiled at her. "Simon. Lewis. Don't worry about it, not a lot of people remember my actual name. And may I be acquainted with yours?"
Is anybody still up?
-yawns- That truly was a different story. I think it might’ve been just enough action to give me good dreams.
"Well then, your welcome mademoiselle,"
Is anybody still up?
Oh this should be good.
"And they lived happily ever after. The end," he finally finished.
She smiled and left for Taki’s with the mundane. “Hey mundie, what were you doing in the Institute?” she asked, her lips curving into a faint smile.
"For your info, I'm not a mundie anymore, although Jace takes it upon himself to call me that nonetheless," Simon sighed and shook his head. "I was visiting a friend," he answered with a slight smile.
Is anybody still up?
Stories that I may have never heard. Tell me a story Simon.
"Okay, I've got one," he smiled. "A long time ago, in a galaxy far far away..." he continued with the story smiling the whole time and using his hands to tell it.
Her stomach growled once more and she groaned. “Again? Jesus.” She stood up to get her purse before going to Taki’s. “Anyone wanna come with?” she shouted, waiting for a response.
"Nope. Just me, though I've been told the resemblance is startling," he joked. "I'll go," he told her grabbing his jacket.
“Look,” Luke went on, “In all the years I’ve known him, there’s always been exactly one place Simon wanted to be, and he’s always fought like hell to make sure he got there and stayed there.” “Where’s that?” “Wherever you were.”
Slow day.
What’s everyone else up too?
Nothing really. Other than looking at my friend's sketchbook.
Is anybody still up?
So Simon, do you know any stories?
"Stories as in..." he trailed off.