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I think he’s handling it with grace. A lot of teenage boys would sulk, or lurk around under your window with a boom box.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Will nodded slowly, then looked up at tha black sky. The stars, he said. I have never seen them so bright. The wind has blown off the fog, I think. Magnus thought of the joy on Will's face as he had stood bleeding in Camille's living room, clutching the demon tooth in his hand. Somehow I don't think it's the stars that have changed.
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Don't order any of the faerie food, said Jace, looking at her over the top of his menu. It tends to make humans a little crazy. One minute you're munching a faerie plum, the next minute you're running naked down Madison Avenue with antlers on your head. Not, he added hastily, that this has ever happened to me.
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I really wish you hadn't worn that sweater,'he muttered into her ear. 'It's good practice for you,' she replied,her lips moving against his skin. 'Tomorrow,fishnets.' Against her side,warm and familiar,she felt him laugh.
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