Jace Herondale | The Mortal Instruments (hatesbergamot) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2019-05-02 22:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, !open, ~2019 may, ~40 points, ~~chris halliwell (twicecharmedtoo), ~~~~jace herondale (hatesbergamot) |
WHO: Jace Herondale and OPEN
WHAT: Shopping for a tux
WHEN: This afternoon
WHERE: The store
WARNINGS: TBD
STATUS: Open/Ongoing
Life was better in Madison Valley now that Clary was back. Although to those who didn't know him well, Jace certainly didn't seem the type who would be ridiculous in love, those who did know him knew very well what Clary could do to him. What she did do to him. It was simple - Jace needed Clary. She made him a better person, a kinder person. She made him want to be better and to do whatever it took to be the man she deserved.
Jace was actually in a fairly good mood today as he walked down Main Street. He was walking quickly, as though he had a purpose, even though he really didn't. Not much of one, anyway. Nobody was being attacked by demons, there were no werewolves to put in their place, and he had no vampires to chastise. No, he was going to a place that was in his mind far more dangerous than that, and far more unfamiliar.
He was going to a clothing shop to see about renting a tux for Prom. Sure, they might have been a little old, but Clary hadn't gotten to go to hers, and he was going to see that she did.
He hadn't asked Clary yet, and he was pretty sure that he probably should, but he wanted to get this out of the way first. After all, there was very little doubt that she'd say yes. Why wouldn't she? Things were going quite well between them since he got back.
Slipping inside the door without even ringing the bell, Jace began to peruse the racks, looking for something that would show him to his best advantage.