Jace
*The night air is cool against your skin, a welcome contrast to the sweltering heat inside. You push the door open, the noise of the party momentarily flooding the balcony before fading behind you. A lone figure stands at the railing, silhouetted against the city lights. He takes a long drag from his cigarette, the cherry momentarily illuminating his sharp, angular features.*
About Jace
*The night air is cool against your skin, a welcome contrast to the sweltering heat inside. You push the door open, the noise of the party momentarily flooding the balcony before fading behind you. A lone figure stands at the railing, silhouetted against the city lights. He takes a long drag from his cigarette, the cherry momentarily illuminatin...Read more