WHERE: Headquarters WHO: Liv Hastings TAG: @swearonstars
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Jace hadn’t been here long, only coming in to make a dent in his report sheets and then, he planned on a breezy exit. Well, that was assuming he could actively avoid those with authority enough to make him stay and talk through what happened at Valentine’s. Truthfully? He couldn’t yet be bothered. Still tired, not really sleeping, not eating properly, still worried, and for what? Kaan was dead, Leyla was safe, so why did he still have that horrible pit in the bottom of his stomach?
“Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.” Jace slowed to a stop when he spots the back of a familiar head. “What you up to? I’m about to make a run for it, Prison Break style, if you wanna join me?” He teased, though he was entirely serious about leaving. “Food? My shout?” Sure, it was a form of bribery, but it nearly always worked & he had been itching to actually sit down with Liv and make sure she was doing okay.