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Clary wasn't a big drinker, but she wasn't a prude, either, and what else was she going to do around here? Valentine and Jonathan were both dead and even if they hadn't been, she was stuck way in the future, in another world, where she didn't really have a purpose as a Shadowhunter. For as little time as she'd known about her true heritage, it felt strange to live as a mundane again. It felt even stranger that Magnus was her only source of familiarity.
After grabbing a drink from the bar, she found a seat near the windows where she had a good view into space. It was a sight she still wasn't used to, but she had to admit it was pretty cool. Even so, she couldn't help feeling a little restless.