𝓛𝙾𝙽𝙴͡𝙻𝚈 𝓀𝐈𝐍𝐆.

⠀ “ ha—ha, you’re funny. ” feigned humor, arms tightly crossed in focus. its admittedly hard to act so casual when magnus is so full of everything smiley over a wad of clay akin to a smushed cakepop. + ⠀

⠀ “ you forget im armed with damp clay and a dream. ” always willing to tease right back. for a long moment, her gaze fixes back on the ceiling .. then she stands in one swift movement. + ⠀

⠀ brows both raise to amplify expression of dramatics, unbothered herself by the stuck pieces awaiting to fall. she catches one in her left hand, tossing it backwards towards the rest of her supply. + ⠀

⠀ yes, magnus SHOULD learn to knock——alex nearly pitches another directly at his forehead. she lets out a sigh, raising a partially amused brow. “ geez, magnus, have some decency ! knocking is a rule here. ” ⠀