AriadneArca
"A pint-size serving of outrage and anger," they said, and smirked in such an infuriating way that Cali's knuckles whitened even further, something that Jace hadn't thought possible. "I could make use of something like you, little engineer."
She sat down in front of the mirror, and Erin set about preparing the clips and brushes and pins on the sidetable. She liked the way Erin worked, with a precision and dilligence that was almost surgical - it made her feel in safe hands.
Okay, this wasn't supposed to be hard, was it? Just pick a meal and go. But she found herself staring at the options available, second-guessing every one of them.
This is ridiculous! she told herself. A microwave-meal-date was supposed to REMOVE stress, not add it. How was she going to be able to function as a girlfriend if she couldn't even pick a readymade meal without turning into a wreck of self-doubt?
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