Clary looked over at him as if this was the strangest thing ever. "Really?" It sounded interesting at least. "Yeah, they did. Um.. the people at the sheriff's station. They gave me a key to my house. It's weird though. I don't remember living alone. I'm adjusting." At least she's trying too. Clary was stubborn like that.
"It's good that you have people to live with. At least you're looked after." She stuck out her tongue at him. "Then I don't have to be your baby sitter."
She was trying to lighten the mood and ignore the gnawing sensation that everything that was going on was somehow wrong. She liked the normal parts of the town, how everyone seemed to know everyone else. It was a like a big family and for some reason she clung to that.
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"It's good that you have people to live with. At least you're looked after." She stuck out her tongue at him. "Then I don't have to be your baby sitter."
She was trying to lighten the mood and ignore the gnawing sensation that everything that was going on was somehow wrong. She liked the normal parts of the town, how everyone seemed to know everyone else. It was a like a big family and for some reason she clung to that.
Being alone was just too lonely.