Shra blinks. Blushing as his hand touched her back and chest. She looks up at him with wide eyes. She blinks. He thought...that was like a slap to the face. And if it had been anyone else. She could have taken it and brushed it aside. She really, really like Satanachia...even knowing she'd never get the feeling returned...didn't stop her heart from doing so anyways. She looks at him. "I didn't do it because I wanted your stupid demon venom!" she snaps. "Your so stupid! I did it because I genuinely like you! Stupid man! Stupid!" she yells at him.<br/><br/>Hurt fueling her firey anger. How dare he?! How dare he compare her to others?! He probably thought she assumed things too. "IF I WANTED DEMON ANYTHING I DON'T NEED YOU TO GET IT!!!" she growls. "You haven't figured it out yet have you?! Why don't you pay attention to the facts!" she snaps. And the drawers started to quite literally erupt in her anger. The books flying everywhere and normal books pages ripping as the books tore and destroyed themselves from the inside out. "I don't care if I'll never get the sentiment returned! Just stop fucking comparing me to everyone else!"<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">Jace smiles and turns his head her way. "Outside the city limits. Quite a ways away from the city." he says. "I sleep outside." he blushes. "I don't do material things." he says softly. "Anyways...smells nice in your apartment. Fresh and clean. Even though it holds the soft scent of cats."</span>