Entry tags:

clarissa morgenstern, open, phoebe halliwell

Who: Clary & Open
What: Coffee and chocolate
When: After the massive discussion online
Where: Starbucks!
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete

That whole conversation had pretty much landed her no where. She was still a kid, and she still had a lot of power that could cause massive destruction, but no one really cared to hear about that. So that was that. To say she was pissed off was an understatement. Her apartment was still raw, unfurnished. She needed to find a job to support herself. That was a little more plausible with no rent to pay. She had a little pocket money left, and with some of it she was heading out for coffee.

She'd picked up a sketch pad and pencil the other day. Not a very good pencil, but it would do. Before she left, she rolled up her sleeve to look down at the still black rune on her skin, the ones used in this world for anti-possession. It was permanent, and it was better than any necklace.

Twenty minutes later she was inside a Starbucks, having found a seat in the corner. In front of her was a vanilla latte, and a chocolate cookie that was demanding to be eaten. She'd kicked off her shoes to sit in the over stuffed chair, and leaned back with her sketch pad in front of her. She was stuck here, she couldn't get back. Things had just calmed down for her, things were getting on track, and now it was a whole new world all over again. Only this time in a different reality, but with no Simon and no Jace.

Without even thinking, her hand began to draw.