"Scrambled pancakes sounds really good." Clary replied with a bright smile. She had the issue of making charred pancakes. She'd much rather have one that was under done. "Oo, I don't think I've heard of cereal being here but there is technically milk." Fresh from the goat.
"I hate roughing it." She had grown up in Brooklyn and while the world of Shadowhunters wasn't easy, Clary didn't consider it roughing it. "I'm used to tall buildings and a lot of concrete." Thinking of brothers brought Jace to mind. Clary knew that she shouldn't think of him. There was nothing that she could do here but that discomfort continued to follow her.
"Not officially. A woman named Kate does the upkeep though. She's busy so I only see her at the lunch meals when she sets up the food. A lot of people pitch in to help but she's the one I see always cleaning and fixing things up around here." Clary rolled her shoulders. "We can't exactly leave this canyon. There is the section that leads to the beach but otherwise we're stuck here and everyone ends up back at the inn."
She paused by a bulletin board. "You can check this out later but people put up stuff here about things that have happened. This is sort of an on going thing." Clary wasn't particularly amused by it and continued into the kitchen. Someone had made soup and left what was left on the stove top but Clary wasn't interested in eating more soup. "That soup there is probably up for grabs. You want a bowl? You have to clean the dish but I can grab you some water from outside since you're new."
She popped a berry into her mouth, smiled, and passed them over to Mary. They were blueberries and raspberries. "Yes. I've been here a few months." Her introduction to the small Twilight Zone town wasn't too bad because she had had a friend here. Isabelle was gone now but it made it a little easier for Clary to adjust.
"Oh, you can pick an empty room if you want a place to sleep. If that freaks you out I have an empty bed in my room. It's two people per room."
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"I hate roughing it." She had grown up in Brooklyn and while the world of Shadowhunters wasn't easy, Clary didn't consider it roughing it. "I'm used to tall buildings and a lot of concrete." Thinking of brothers brought Jace to mind. Clary knew that she shouldn't think of him. There was nothing that she could do here but that discomfort continued to follow her.
"Not officially. A woman named Kate does the upkeep though. She's busy so I only see her at the lunch meals when she sets up the food. A lot of people pitch in to help but she's the one I see always cleaning and fixing things up around here." Clary rolled her shoulders. "We can't exactly leave this canyon. There is the section that leads to the beach but otherwise we're stuck here and everyone ends up back at the inn."
She paused by a bulletin board. "You can check this out later but people put up stuff here about things that have happened. This is sort of an on going thing." Clary wasn't particularly amused by it and continued into the kitchen. Someone had made soup and left what was left on the stove top but Clary wasn't interested in eating more soup. "That soup there is probably up for grabs. You want a bowl? You have to clean the dish but I can grab you some water from outside since you're new."
She popped a berry into her mouth, smiled, and passed them over to Mary. They were blueberries and raspberries. "Yes. I've been here a few months." Her introduction to the small Twilight Zone town wasn't too bad because she had had a friend here. Isabelle was gone now but it made it a little easier for Clary to adjust.
"Oh, you can pick an empty room if you want a place to sleep. If that freaks you out I have an empty bed in my room. It's two people per room."