( there's nothing that can possibly be said that summarizes just how ridiculous that particular motto is — but the low, agonized groan that spills out from kimberly's lips, complete with an enthusiastic eye roll, should say it all.
luckily, the mood quickly shifts from dismissive to genuine as clary drags her into the nearest photobooth, a bucket overflowing with cheesy props serving as an excellent distraction from the tackiness of shadowhunter mottos. ) Oh, definitely french guy. Ooh la la!
( does kimberly burst into giggles as she catches a glimpse of herself in the reflection of the screen? maybe. but she can't help herself. they just look so silly, with oversized foam mustaches held up underneath their noses and ridiculously small hats perched at an angle atop their heads. what a great picture they'll take. )
You have to hit the button — my hands, they are le full, mademoiselle.
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luckily, the mood quickly shifts from dismissive to genuine as clary drags her into the nearest photobooth, a bucket overflowing with cheesy props serving as an excellent distraction from the tackiness of shadowhunter mottos. ) Oh, definitely french guy. Ooh la la!
( does kimberly burst into giggles as she catches a glimpse of herself in the reflection of the screen? maybe. but she can't help herself. they just look so silly, with oversized foam mustaches held up underneath their noses and ridiculously small hats perched at an angle atop their heads. what a great picture they'll take. )
You have to hit the button — my hands, they are le full, mademoiselle.