As much as I loved working for myself and spending my day drawing with a legitimate excuse, nothing could beat going home and relaxing alone. That is, when I could be alone.
As I stepped into my cramped apartment, a voice called out. "Clarissa Adele Fray where the hell did you hide your Doritos!"
"There's a reason they're hidden Si!" I yelled back, walking into my kitchen to see my best friend of many years, Simon Lewis, surrounded by almost every cabinet or drawer in the room hanging open.
"We've been friends for so long that you don't even trust me with your food? I'm hurt, I really am." I rolled my eyes to this and pulled the bag of chips out from behind the microwave. He smiled and made his way to the living room before plopping down on the couch and opening it.
"You know Si" I started. "There's this really cool thing called a grocery store where you can go and buy your own food. You should totally check it out sometime."
"Nah."
"You know, sometimes I regret giving you a key to my apartment."
"No you don't."
I huffed and made my way over to the couch as well, ready to watch whatever stupid movie we could find on netflix when my buzzer rang. I made my way to the door stopping to ask who was there to which I got a lovely 'Let me in the damn apartment I'm gonna freeze my ass off."
After buzzing the person in, I walked back to the couch, reclaiming the chips that were in fact mine, not Simons, and turning on the tv. A minute later I heard the door open and a very grumpy Isabelle enter the apartment. She took of her coat and walked into the living room, planting herself across a sofa chair, long legs spilling over the armrest. Immediately, Simon straightened his back and pushed the chip bag onto my lap. Not that I was complaining or anything because finally they were mine again. I snickered at Simon before turning to Izzy.
"What's wrong?" I asked raising both eyebrows because I still couldn't raise just the one.
"So this guy came in to the tattoo shop today" She started. "And like my instincts told me like 'this man is no good' and stuff. Anyways, he comes up to me and starts talking about how its not appropriate for a woman to be in a tattoo shop and stuff and here I'm thinking like did he just come out of the fourties or something like what the hell! And ttthhhheeeennnnnnnn, he sees one of my tattoos poking out from my shirt and tells me its not ladylike. Like you know what is ladylike, me kicking your ass out of here so like he leaves and all right but like UGH."
During Izzy's rant, Simon had gone to the kitchen, returning with a bowl of icecream and a spoon. He handed it to her, getting a smile in return before sitting back down. For a good half hour, we discussed how big of a dick the guy was before settling down again.
The rest of the night was spent watching cheesy movies like 'The Princess Bride' and 'Moonrise Kingdom' while eating whatever food I had lying around. Around three in the morning we finally fell asleep in whatever position we ended up in on the couch.
I woke up at around 11 the next day to Izzy arguing about cereal with someone. Ignoring the fact that I probably had major bedhead, I walked into the kitchen to find her sitting across the table from Jace and Simon leaning against the counter snickering at me.
"Well well, sleeping beauty has finally awoken. Who kissed you?"
"Shut up Simon." I mumbled before getting myself a cup of already brewed coffee.
"Wait, does that mean that you're cheating on me Red? How could you!" Jace lifted a hand to where his heart would be if he had one.
"First of all, which of you let him in." I pointed and accusing finger at both Izzy and Simon. "I already have to deal with him bugging me at work I deserve a break."
"Hey!"
"Second, no insulting me without telling me an hour in advance so that I can come up with a retort you know this guys."
"Yeah yeah, so what are we doing today?" Simon asked. Before I could respond Izzy cut in.
"We're going shopping because I swear Clary you have like, two shirts. Now that I think about it you are sorely lacking in multiple clothing departments. So anyways that's what we're doing I don't know about you guys."
I looked to Simon for help fully knowing what kind of hell I would go through if Izzy dragged me to the mall. He just laughed and look away.
"Well I wouldn't want to miss the chance to see you force Red into whatever clothes you choose so I guess I'm coming along as well." Jace answered.
I momentarily glare at him before grinning.
"And we all know that Simon would dare miss the chance to hand out with Iz-." Simon must have caught on to what I was saying because before I could finish the sentence he was behind me, a hand over my mouth. I laughed into it before sticking my tongue out, effectively causing him to move away, back to his original spot.
Izzy raised an eyebrow at the two of us, and then asked Simon if he did want to go. He mumbled a yes and Izzy commanded me to take a shower and change into something "presentable". I huffed before doing what she said and going to find clothes.