clary’s trying to distract herself. with every little thing.
it helps. a little. a portal from her bothers apartment led
to nowhere she’s been before.which is good. it’s a little
like taki’s — only a little.nothing would ever be the same
but she’s not complaining. her dark eyes cross to the
table diagonal to hers. she isn’t in the mood for games.
so, you could say she’s having a bit of an off day.
’ yeah, sure. ——— here. ‘
she’ll reach for the bag, shifting it over on the table
towards the other redhead. before she lets an almost
apologetic smile creep onto her lips.
' not so lucky with the nachos huh? '
❝ more not so good at friend choosing.❞
kim loves ron. she truly does. he’s like a brother,
except a tiny bit less annoying than the tweebs.
though these pants are club banana & that means
they’re more expensive then the clothes her friend
wears so even if she’d try & get revenge, it wouldn’t
really effect him. in fact he’d probably eat the food
off his clothes.
❝ thanks. ❞
she shoots the other female an apologetic smile,
she knows she hates ebing bothered so it’s not
like the other enjoys assisting people covered in
mexican food. as quickly as she can the red head
digs through the bag & pulls out tissues before
wiping at the food angrily.
❝ i’m kim by the way.
if you were wondering. ❞