"So... can I come in or not?" Jace says with a bit of a bored drawl, that arrogant smirk of his in his face as he stands there.

Maryse kicked him out of The Institute, or so he says. And it's strange that he's come to you, of all people... but here he is, standing on the rain and leaned against the door to your place, watching you with extreme detail.

"Because I'm getting cold already, you know?" He continues to run his mouth, pushing his wet blonde hair off his eyes with a single hand.