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Room 227, ...Pretty Much All Day Monday

Natalie woke up with a raincloud above her. She was not surprised, it had already been there last night. It had mercifully waited until she got back on the island and into her room before appearing, but now it seemed to be sticking around. It just moved with her as she got out of bed. So, the impossible was happening: Natalie was going to be cutting class today. She may have stopped crying, but the cloud was very noticeable, and she didn't feel like dealing with people looking at her funny over it. She could give herself the day, even if that left her with the problem of what to do with hersef all day when she was feeling this crap.

The gut instinct was still to call Sam, see. And that was the one thing she couldn't do.

So she was going to be trying to focus on getting ahead with her independent classes, while poor confused Mr. Moxy tried batting at the rain that fell all around her and yet didn't seem to be getting anything wet.

[ooc: Closed door, open post! If you're brave enough to deal with the mess of a girl inside, that is.]

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Jace had come by to talk about Alec's poor taste in men. Which would have been a terrible topic to discuss if he wasn't about to get distracted.

He knocked on the door lightly, just in case she was asleep. "Natalieeeeee."

Natalie considered pretending she wasn't in, at first.

She wasn't even sure why or when she decided not to do that, but she found herself coming closer to the door. She didn't open it, but she did bring the sound of light rain with herself, yes.

That wasn't weird at all.

"What is it?"

Jace frowned. If the watery noise wasn't enough to make him curious, the tone of Natalie's voice would have done it. "Let me in."

Natalie leaned her head against the wall right beside the door.

"Why?"

She was doing a great job at pretending everything was fine and normal, wasn't she?

"When have I ever needed an excuse before?" he asked. "Come on, there's something up, I'm not stupid."

Natalie sighed and pushed away from the wall so she could open the door, if only a crack. It was still enough for him to see that she didn't look great. She may have not been currently crying, but it was pretty obvious that she had, not too long ago.

You know, if he could ignore the raincloud above her. And the rain. She was hoping those'd clear up soon.

"Ten points to House Shadowhunter."

"Okay, what the hell is that?" There was no way he was not gonna comment on a rain cloud that was indoors.

Natalie glanced up.

"It's a rain cloud."

Do try to keep up, Jace.

"I can see that," he said. "Aren't those usually outdoors?"

"And not fixed to follow specific people?" Natalie replied, flatly. "Yes."

"Ah. So this is because of you." Good, because Jace didn't need any clouds following him. "What's wrong?"

Natalie sighed, leaning her head against the doorframe. "Do you actually want to know, or are you asking because you think you should?"

Not that she thought Jace was prone to doing that latter thing, but it didn't hurt to check. And maybe she was stalling a little.

"Do I seem like the type of person that does things because they think they should?" he asked. "Come on, I really want to know."

Natalie looked away and shrugged a shoulder.

"It's over." She didn't feel like elaborating. As much as he liked to berate for having a serious relationship, he had to know there were few things that could wreck her this badly. "I'd appreciate it if you could save all I-told-you-sos and gleeful little jigs until you're no longer in my presence."

"I think I can manage that," Jace said, still frowning. "I'm sorry."

He wasn't sorry that she and Sam had broken up, obviously, but he was sorry she was so upset about it.

"Thank you, I guess." 'Sorry' sounded like such a hollow word right now. "It doesn't make me feel any better."

But nothing would, so she wasn't really blaming him.

"It wasn't really supposed to." It was more of a placeholder while Jace tried to figure out what to say. It's not like he had to deal with his often, Izzy seemed gleeful after most of her break ups.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Natalie wasn't sure the answer was yes, but being on her own when that was exactly what she'd been doing for the past 24 hours or so didn't seem productive, either.

"Do you want to come in?"

Standing in the doorway with the cloud ghanging above her was the oppsoite of what she'd wanted to achieve by not going to class. She stepped back to make way.

Jace nodded and made his way in, eyeing the cloud warily. "How come you're not getting wet?"

"How come drawing on your skin can enhance your senses?" Natalie retorted mildly as she closed the door again. "Don't question the logic of my world, and I won't question yours."

Jace bit back a snarky reply, but only because Natalie was obviously upset and deserved to get snippy with him. "You should know I'm not very good at this."

"I do know."

She took a seat on the edge of her bed. This was the most glad she'd been that he'd rearraged her room, by the way. It would have killed her, last night, to come back to it like it had been when Sam had still been here.

"That's why it's so heartbreaking that you're pretty much all I've got now."

"If that wasn't so true, I'd be insulted," he said, sitting down next to her. At least he wasn't worried about getting wet now. "I'll do my best not to make things worse."

"I'm not sure you could," Natalie replied, because... Really, for the girl who'd been grieving for the loss of her childhood BFF for six years now, there were few things worse than heartbreak. "It's appreciated, anyway."

She pushed some dry hair away from her eyes. "As much as I appreciate anything right now."

Jace sighed. He really didn't know how to go about this. "So how did it happen?"

That was fine. Natalie didn't really know, either.

"Talking gone wrong," she said, shrugging, resting her hands in her lap. "People only value honesty for as long as it's favourable to them."

"Ah, yes, I'm familiar with that." Because he hurt people's feelings with the truth all the time. "Most of the time when someone says they want the truth they really mean they want you to tell them what they want to hear, but be really serious and convincing about it."

""Well, in this case it was also too late." There was a little bitterness in her mild tone, there. "Sam insists it would've made a difference if my honesty had come two weeks earlier. I doubt it."

"Oh he would have been pissed either way," Jace huffed. "He's just trying to make you feel guilty."

"Maybe." It wasn't really Sam's style, but it made her feel better to think it wasn't all on her. "So, I tried to initiate conversation about how I've been feeling usnure about the distance, and he flipped out, I humiliated myself, and here we are."

"I'm sure you didn't humiliate yourself." Jace couldn't even picture Natalie doing anything mildly embarrassing.

Natalie glanced over at him. "Crying hysterically, and pleading."

She'd found those plenty humiliating, especially with how not at all far they'd gotten her.

"Okay, that's a little humiliating," he admitted. "But isn't that what people do during break ups? I'm pretty sure hysterical crying is a part of it."

"Wouldn't know," Natalie muttered, glancing up at the cloud now. Trying to wish it out of existence. "Never had one like this before."

Yeah, she'd dumped the few previous boyfriends she'd had. Her heart hadn't really taken hits from those.

"Well I won't lie to you, Natalie," Jace said. "Things are going to be miserable for awhile."

"I know."

That, she really did know. She ran a hand through her hair, still messy from sleep.

"There are no miracle cures."

"Well as long as you're not in denial about that," he said. "Don't know how helpful I'll be, but I'm around to...I don't know. Be bitchy and supportive."

"I had to answer the door for room service breakfast for two, alone and crying," Natalie said flatly. "I have no room for denial."

She rubbed her eyes, then wrapped her arms around herself. "Thanks."

"It'll be fine," he said, patting Natalie's knee. Which was pretty good for him as far as physical affection went. "It has to be, people as good looking as us don't tend to be miserable for long."

What a liar.

Natalie gave him a dry look (all the more impressive with the weird rain still on her), even as she put her hand lightly on top of his.

She wasn't good at physical affection, either.

"My face has little to do with my feelings."

Jace smiled slightly. "Just roll with it, okay? I'm new at this."

"Mm, well it's good if this is a learning experience for you," Natalie said, but it lacked edge. He was trying, at least. "Crappiest silver lining I have ever seen."

But at least the rain seemed to have gotten somewhat lighter? Even if it annoyed her that talking to someone was what it took, and she knew the rain ending was not going to mean the hurt would too.

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