City of Bones (The Mortal Instruments, #1)

by Cassandra Clare

It was a long wait to get into the all-ages club,

This sounds like a legal nightmare

Fifteen-year-old Clary Fray, standing in line with her best friend, Simon,

FIFTEEN? aging her up in my head

her green Skechers slapping against the wooden stairs with every angry step.

Every brand name drop is a jump scare, this is why i do not read urban fantasy

“Just coffee. Black—like my soul.”

It is like a millenial vommited all over this

“Because I like someone else,” Simon said.

"and you know her really well" "who" "you" we all been there clary

using a bar of hard lavender soap.

sam cortland 💔💔

You’ll fall in love with the wrong person.

Yeah your sister

“Yes,” said Hodge, and added quickly, “but her father was a mundane.”

Unverified girl...hodge needs a fact checker fr

The answer was as simple as it was awful: She had forgotten about Simon completely.

haven’t we all

“I’m not so sure about this wind and howling darkness business,” Jace went on. “Smells more like landfill to me. You sure you’re not from Staten Island?”

His sarcasm is so percy jackson coded