"What is wrong with you?" Damon asked his best friend as they rounded the last corner, entering the quiet road where Clary store was located. He stared at the dopey expression on her face, her gaze unfocused as she grinned at him before shaking his arm off and crossing the road, not even looking before she stepped out onto the empty road. "Moni, focus! What is wrong with you? Moni..." he snatched his hand back from her shoulder when she spun on her heel and snarled in his face, what the fuck? He followed her cautiously when she turned on the spot and dashed across the road.

Moni rubbed her...