clarissagoodingâ:
Clary was out taking photos, something she had been a little too preoccupied to do lately. She heard footsteps behind her and without turning she said, âDonât even try scaring me, I donât scare.â She snapped a photo before letting her camera hang from her neck. She turned toward the other. âCan I help you?â
âI would never dream of it, Clary,â Everett replied, raising his hands innocently, âDo I need a reason to come speak to my sister?â







