Look people if you were wondering, I'm Canadian with a passionate hate for JB,its not my fault,it's his.
Simon sat in the guest room, where he would be staying for the next few days. The halls were empty and the entire building was a ghost town. It freaked him out.
"Izzy?" he called out. His voice echoed through the building. He walked into the kitchen. A Nexus with a bright red case sat on the table. "Izzy must have forgotten her phone." He thought to himself. He sat at the table staring at the phone until his eyes hurt,which didn't take long, conseidering her case. After he thought long and hard, he picked up the phone and guessed the password. After three tries her password was... Isabellelightwood697. He had no idea what those numbers ment, he just typed them randomly. He skimmed through her pictures, which were mostly selfies, then moved onto her messeges. Being the person he is he clicked on Clary.
Clary: Wanna go shoppong later?
Me: Yea, my heels keep breaking.
Clary: Maybe beause they are 3 inches tall.
Me: Well, they keep the boys flocking.
Clary: Speaking of boys, have you seen the one that goes to Starbucks all the time?
Me: Yeah.
Clary: He's done pornos tho.
Me:I'll do a porno with him.
"WAIT, WHAT?" As Simon was screaming in fury the door opened. Isabelle came strolling into the kitchen with food. Happy that she got take out, instead of her cooking, he kissed her. He casually put down her phone when she wasn't looking and walked off into her room.
"I'll be in your room if you need me." He called behind him. He then congradualted himself for not getting caught.