Clary didn’t know what to say about Isabelle’s style. She was momentarily reminded of the dress she’d arrive in but she quickly pushed the thought away. She’s since decided that it’d been a mistake, the black dress didn’t belong to her. It wasn’t like any of the other clothes in her closest so it stood to reason that it wasn’t hers.
With a bob of her head she stepped towards the back area where there was a small kitchen the cats couldn’t get to. At this point Clary was very skilled at walking around them.
"Yeah. I really like the banana, pineapple one." It was rather tropical without any berries outside of the fruit juice that they put in with all their smoothies. "That okay?"
Clary had the same feeling about Isabelle though she didn’t remember having that many girl friends. Her best friend was a boy and most of her friends otherwise were from art class or Jack’s friends. She didn’t remember much of anyone else but then there were still pieces missing in her memories. She’d been here a month and it has yet to become much more clear. It was annoying, despite the fact that Clary managed to lead a relatively normal life.
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With a bob of her head she stepped towards the back area where there was a small kitchen the cats couldn’t get to. At this point Clary was very skilled at walking around them.
"Yeah. I really like the banana, pineapple one." It was rather tropical without any berries outside of the fruit juice that they put in with all their smoothies. "That okay?"
Clary had the same feeling about Isabelle though she didn’t remember having that many girl friends. Her best friend was a boy and most of her friends otherwise were from art class or Jack’s friends. She didn’t remember much of anyone else but then there were still pieces missing in her memories. She’d been here a month and it has yet to become much more clear. It was annoying, despite the fact that Clary managed to lead a relatively normal life.