TheClosetKidnapper

"Oh." Jace says. "Yeah. I didn't quite experience the same thing...I'm not sure what good I would have done in a fight like that."

Jace nods, not sure what to say, and looks back at the fight. "Wait, what shady girl?" He turns back, confused. "She's kicking my father's ass right now."

Jace looks away from the fight and at Andrew. "What was it?" He asks.

Oh, okay... Jace sits back down and watches his girlfriend kick ass.

Jace stands, everything around him frozen except for a few other customers. Rayah is just a statue, being held up by Grey as his hand suspends inches above the left ...

Jace turns to Andrew and laughs a little. "Yeah," He sighs, "I kind of am...except for the fact that my father is literally wishing for my death."

Jace sighs and turns to his father, knowing full well that Nic could take care of himself. Especially with that blue thing he can do... "Why exactly do you want ...

"Well, I've never seen a mother punch their child in the face before." Jace says. "So I can see how some things might be annoying."

Smiling, Jace wraps an arm around Rayah, thinking about everything that had happened. He licks the taste of whiskey from his lips and sips on his water again.

Jace sheepishly grins, sipping on the beverage. "I don't think alcohol agrees with me."

Jace smiles back and orders a water, not wanting to get drunk again. Who knows what might happen next...

Jace flashes a smile at Rayah's doing and turns to Nic, who sighs. "I've got to get going." He says. "Just...don't veer too far. I'll find you later on." They ...

Nic taps Jace's shoulder and whispers something to his brother. Leave? I can't leave... He looks at Rayah and wonders if there was something she could do to make it ...

Shay I scowl at the food, but take it anyway, wondering how it could be possible for someone to be so happy in a place like this. Catching sight of ...

Jace swallows, looking at Rayah. "That would have been nice to know." He lets go of her and takes a step back.