[Clary is having difficulties. She has a key marked with a number and had been told that it’s the key to her house. She doesn’t remember very much but she does remember that she isn’t supposed to return home. She’d been told not to…
Who told her not to?
She can’t remember and that uncertainty continues to gnaw at her, creating knots of tension beneath her breast bone.] This is stupid. [She spoke aloud, not talking to anyone in particular. Her fingers tug at the hem of her black dress, wishing that it’d cover more of her legs. It’s too cold to stand outside so she dashes into the nearest shop and runs into the back of someone who’d entered just before.]
Sorry, I…
[Her voice trails off when she looks up and see’s Chase in front of her. Her eyebrows furrow slightly.]
Do I know you?
[Knowing her luck she doesn’t know him and he just looks like someone she knows making the start of this conversation very awkward.]
Random Shop
Who told her not to?
She can’t remember and that uncertainty continues to gnaw at her, creating knots of tension beneath her breast bone.] This is stupid. [She spoke aloud, not talking to anyone in particular. Her fingers tug at the hem of her black dress, wishing that it’d cover more of her legs. It’s too cold to stand outside so she dashes into the nearest shop and runs into the back of someone who’d entered just before.]
Sorry, I…
[Her voice trails off when she looks up and see’s Chase in front of her. Her eyebrows furrow slightly.]
Do I know you?
[Knowing her luck she doesn’t know him and he just looks like someone she knows making the start of this conversation very awkward.]