#thebitethatkills

Clary bit her lip, roaming the streets of New York. It wasn't usually a site you saw late at night like this, but hey. She figured she could do whatever she wanted as long as she was armed. She bit her lip and strode down the street, aiming for her apartment when she turned to look behind her and thus, of course, slammed into someone in front of her. She yelped and fell straight on her butt, the other person falling as well. "Shit! Im so sorry, are you okay??" She asked, standing and helping the other person to their feet.