Star shrugged, she'd already gotten bread lined up, as well as condiments, she was used to slapping food together for a platoon if not a whole army, so two sandwiches was nothing to her. She pointed to the lettuce and tomatoes in the counter, both brows arching slightly in question.
If Clary wanted to wash and chop things it would be more than helpful as far as Star was concerned.
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