The Graveyard | Wednesday Evening
It had been a really, really long time since Alec had done a proper patrol. He didn't even want to try to figure out how long it had been, because seriously, it was shameful. But what was the point when there was almost guaranteed to be nothing worth going after there? This island wasn't exactly overflowing with demons. At least the murdery kind.
But class today had gotten him thinking about how crappy he'd been at his job lately, and he didn't really feel right not doing anything with that reminder. So. Patrolling. Pointlessly, yes. But he was going to do a few laps around this tiny, tiny graveyard until he felt like a halfway decent Shadowhunter again.
Though he did have his phone out to check for texts, which wasn't really a good-Shadowhunter thing to do. No one was perfect, okay?
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But class today had gotten him thinking about how crappy he'd been at his job lately, and he didn't really feel right not doing anything with that reminder. So. Patrolling. Pointlessly, yes. But he was going to do a few laps around this tiny, tiny graveyard until he felt like a halfway decent Shadowhunter again.
Though he did have his phone out to check for texts, which wasn't really a good-Shadowhunter thing to do. No one was perfect, okay?
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