At least Kyle wasn't home. That would be a hard one to explain to his new roomate. Nobody liked a guy who kept blood in the fridge.
Cassandra ClareOh dear," said Jace..."I hope that wasn't anything important." "It was a sleeping potion," she said angrily, toeing the vial with the tip of a sneaker. "And now it's gone." "If only Simon were here. He could bore you to sleep.
Cassandra ClareWhatโs that poem again?โ Will, who had been twirling his empty teacup around his fingers, stood up straight and declaimed: โEach spake words of high disdain, And insult to his heartโs best brotherโโ โOh, by the Angel, Will, do be quiet,โ said Charlotte, standing up. โI must go and write a letter to Aloysius Starkweather that drips remorse and pleading. I donโt need you distracting me.โ And, gathering up her skirts, she hurried from the room. โNo appreciation for the arts,โ Will murmured, setting his teacup down.
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