Jace nods and picks her up, carrying her to the bed. He pulls the covers over her and runs a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath. "Can I use your phone? I need to call my brother."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Jace kisses her forehead before slipping out of the room to make the call. "Nic, you need to get your ass out here." He speaks into it. "I royally screwed up."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
The grand in the hotel rings with broken tunes; the guests frown; the concierge winces. But the blue-hatted boy is happy and braver than they. — TheMythMaster