[ Clary missed Simon's call by a few minutes--she'd been washing the ichor out of her hair from the night's demon killings. She cursed quietly and swiped the notification, taking a moment to listen to the voicemail.
She sighed. The last thing she had wanted was to make Simon feel like any of this was really his fault. He would never see it her way, but it had been more of her responsibility to put the brakes on their--their tryst before it got out of hand.
Clary sat on her bed, combing her fingers through her wet hair, and dialed Simon back, letting it ring this time. ]
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Date: 2017-10-02 05:16 pm (UTC)She sighed. The last thing she had wanted was to make Simon feel like any of this was really his fault. He would never see it her way, but it had been more of her responsibility to put the brakes on their--their tryst before it got out of hand.
Clary sat on her bed, combing her fingers through her wet hair, and dialed Simon back, letting it ring this time. ]