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edgcofgreat​  /  alec lightwood * !!

               “  Yeah,  tell  me  about  it.  ”  Alec  shook  his  head,  throwing  the  napkin  back  onto  the  table  in  frustration.  “  Damn  it.  I  liked  this  one,  too.  ”  He  muttered.  He  didn’t  know  when  he  got  so  into  fashion,  it  almost  just  happened  one  day.  Still,  he  certainly  wasn’t  complaining.  He  knew  he  was  a  handsome  guy,  might  as  well  draw  some  attention  to  it.  “  In  my  opinion,  there’s  nothing  wrong  with  a  fruity  drink  every  once  in  a  while.  I  just  prefer  them  in  a  glass,  not  on  my  clothes.  ”

                    “well, guess you’ll just have to spill more drinks on it. that way you can say it was all part of the design. you can buy shirts with purposeful HOLES now, after all.” seemed to johanna something that people in the capitol might once have liked. frivolous, ridiculous things to ‘ make a statement. ’ but to her, the only statement it made was how disgusting they truly could be. “perhaps. though if you can’t taste the alcohol, is there even a point ??” 

                    social gatherings weren’t exactly johanna’s thing, but she’d be anywhere that had a good drink. velvet bourbon was one of her favorites because they didn’t stiff on the alcohol like most places did. a few drinks && she was almost happily buzzed, enough at least to not be a total asshole. though, admittedly, she almost laughed at the sight of entertainment. “yeah, people around here are dicks. they never change, not matter where you are.” johanna mused, dark gaze wandering over the stain. “that’s not gonna come out. they like their drinks fruity && dark it seems. an asshole who also has bad taste.”

               Alec  spent  just  a  little  too  much  time  at  Velvet  Bourbon,  but  he  was  a  social  guy  and  liked  to  people-watch.  At  least,  this  Alec  did.  Normally,  Alec  Lightwood  would  be  off  working,  or  spending  time  with  his  family,  not  slicking  his  hair  back  in  a  small  mirror  in  the  corner  of  the  dining  room.  After  he  determined  that  every  hair  was  perfectly  in  place,  he  turned  and  was  immediately  met  with  a  spilled  drink  on  his  shirt.  “  Hey,  this  is  brand  new!  ”  He  called  out  to  the  person  who  had  now  completely  walked  away,  as  if  nothing  happened.  “  Asshole.  ”  He  muttered,  reaching  for  a  napkin  to  blot  at  the  stain.