Room 401, Wednesday Morning

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Alec had spent the last few days pretty consistently upset, and today wasn't much better. Even training in the gym late last night for twice his usual time hadn't helped at all, which was probably because those sessions were good for working off anger and frustration, and Alec wasn't really angry or frustrated, just... sad.

He showered and got dressed and thought long and hard about skipping class today, and then he flung himself back into bed, thinking darkly about how utterly unimpressed his parabatai would be if he saw this pathetic display of heartsickness.

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Isabelle gave his arm a squeeze. But hey, at least there was an actual answer to that question.

"Jace's."

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Yeah, yeah. "Well, it was a stupid idea."

Alec knew he was being childish, but surely he had to get a free pass on maturity once in a while. For special occasions.

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Isabelle was pretty sure the stupid idea had been to get involved with mundanes, but she didn't say that out loud, out of some small semblance of sympathy.

"Well, you'll just have to take that up with him," she said. "I'm sure he'd be just thrilled to hear that."

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Alec started, sitting up straighter and looking mildly alarmed. "Don't tell him about this, okay?"

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Isabelle shook her head. "I wasn't going to." And that, at least, was the truth. "It's none of his business. And also," she added, going for a mock huaghty tone to lighten the mood, "he didn't tell me any of the interesting stuff when he was here and I wasn't, either."

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"Thanks." Having Jace know about the details of his romantic life was never going to be anything other than horrifying. And taking his cue from Isabelle and adopting a more relaxed tone, Alec agreed, "Yeah, all the things I've been able to surprise you with since you've gotten here should have been old news to you by now. I can't believe you didn't know about the kissing-a-demon thing."

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"Jace is so unreliable," Isabelle sighed, flopping dramatically onto her back. "He can't be trusted as a proper news source."

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"I don't think I was much better," Alec pointed out. Oh, he was worse.

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Isabelle snorted. "You were much much worse."

Obviously.

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"And how are you doing as a news source?" he prodded, pretty sure of what the answer would be.

Wow, his mood was... slowly but surely improving.

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"I'm being selective." Mostly because there were things she didn't care about, and also things she didn't need to hear Jace's opinion on when she could just as well guess it herself. "Jace's loss for moving away."

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"Yeah, when I graduate, I'm not sure I'm going to call it a loss."

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"Well, New York is going to consider it a gain either way." She shrugged, playing with a strand of her hair. "And that's what counts."

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Aww. That was really, really sweet.

"Izzy..." Alec began, but he couldn't think of a response, so he just reached out and patted her awkwardly on the arm. "Same for you," he said. "By the Angel, this town is much safer with you here."

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"Naturally," Isabelle replied, smugly but with a smile. As was her way. "And prettier."

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"Naturally," Alec echoed. "It's a good thing you have another whole year and a half to keep contributing that way."

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Isabelle shrugged a shoulder.

"Well, half a year, anyway."

She was still keeping her plans open after that.

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"Right." Who needed to graduate mundie high school, really? "Until you get bored, anyway."

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A year of mundie school could be more than enough! And it wasn't like any demons were ever going to be asking about her SAT scores or the like.

"More or less," she agreed. "My plan right now is to stick around for as long as you do, and then make my mind up about the future beyond that... when the time comes."