"Hey, JJ, have you seen my phone?" Jack asked, poking his head through the door of JJ's living room.
JJ lifted her head to look at him, then shook her head. "Sorry, I haven't. Why?"
"I can't find it," he groaned, trudging further into the room and throwing himself onto the sofa next to her. On the floor, Aniyah glanced up from the dolls she was playing with. "I think it's time I call my friends, you know? Talk to them. Tell them about— about us." He took her hand in his own, then leaned over to press a kiss to her lips. "I want them to like you."
"I don't think that's going to happen in this lifetime," she sighed, "Maybe it's for the best? Maybe you should go back to Cali, live your superstar life, and forget this ever happened."
"I'm not running away from this again." He shook his head. "It's going to work out this time, I just— I know it is."
"Are you sure?" She asked, "Are you really all in?"
"Yeah." He nodded. "Are you?"
"One hundred percent, baby."
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i'm sad bc my italian friend is at the italian shadowhunters con and she got a photo with dom and matt and alberto and then bought aNOTHer one with dom i'm sobbing don't look at me