closed // isabelle&simon
Simon was trying to fit in, sometimes living in a shed filled with canoes next to a pack of werewolves who really didn’t like you was lonely and when Clary was busy hunting shadows-.. well he got very bored, very quickly. He knew that there were places he could go, the hotel, though that was a sort of last resort. Pandemonium, but that was where all of this kind of began and the Hunters Moon- the latter being the only one that was appealing to him right now. So there he sat, with a glass of blood trying to fit in and failing, it was when the third person he had tried to talk to had left that he spotted the dark haired woman talking to a group of vampires that he recognised to be from Raphael’s clan. “Isabelle. Hey- I didn’t know you were going to be here tonight, I thought you might be out with Clary.” He greet joyfully, “Hey guy’s long time no see, I see the dead life is treating you good... and they’re gone.” He sighed, “Everytime- do I just repel everyone. Do I smell or something?” He asked, looking to Isabelle with a semi concerned look on his face, “You’re not going to leave me too, are you? Or were you on a mission? Did I just ruin your mission?” He added on the end, a look of guilt quickly taking over his features as he awaited an answer.
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