City of Ashes (The Mortal Instruments, #2)

by Cassandra Clare

“I can’t believe he didn’t have the dignity and presence of mind just to get drunk and pass out in some gutter,” said Jace. “I must say, I’m disappointed in the little fellow.”

“You might want to lie down,” Magnus advised. “I find that helps when the crushing sense of horrible realization sets in.”

Maia rubbed at her eyes. “Crap,” she muttered. “I hate crying in front of Shadowhunters.” “So go cry in another room,” Jace said, his voice devoid of warmth. “We certainly don’t need you sniveling in here while we’re talking, do we?”