[ It's morning, she knows that much, she can see the sun streaming through the window and catching on Jace's hair. Of course, she should probably not watch him sleep, but he looks so peaceful, maskless when he's not worrying about what people see. He looks beautiful and she can't help herself.
She's laying on her stomach beside him, arms crossed and her chin resting on them as she dozes. She could get up, but the drive to isn't really there. Not yet. ]
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She's laying on her stomach beside him, arms crossed and her chin resting on them as she dozes. She could get up, but the drive to isn't really there. Not yet. ]