#voluptxtem

“You don’t seem right anymore. Is there something on your mind?” 

Jace and Camilla were out, walking down the street when he froze. He grabbed her arm quickly and pulled her inside the nearest shop. Of course she wanted answers so he groaned and ran his fingers through his hair. “You see that woman across the street?” He motioned with his head towards a woman sitting on a bench across the street through the window. “That was one of my foster moms when I was a kid. She was one of the worst. Trust me, you don’t want to meet her. She was a place to live, if that’s what you want to call it. That’s about it.” His jaw clenched as he looked at the woman across the street, pure hatred in his eyes.

“SO WHY CAN’T I DO this?” Calloway ask raising an eyebrow, arms crossed over his chest wondering why he was being prevented from doing so.

             ❛ what are you doing? ❜ it’s not as though he’s being rude, even if that’s how it            comes across. he’s just a particularly nosy individual, has to know what everyone                                        is doing around him at every moment of the day.