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My stomach grumbles, a deep growl that sends a trembling feeling down to my knees. Jace stops in his tracks and looks over his shoulder. His deep green eyes look me up and down before we press forwards. Jace scans the area around us, looking over faces for the security guard while I look for a shop to help our predicament. So far we've found nothing.

Before getting to the end of the street, we stop at a set of stairs that goes down to an underground section. The strong smell of food hits me hard. Jace is either teasing me or we're getting food.

"What are we doing here?" I question.

"You sound hungry, though you might want food." He causally shrugs his shoulders.

"You thought right, what are we getting?"

"Anything you want." Jace slows down his walking pace to allow me to overtake him. I walk around and look through the different options. I look at the Chinese, but find myself standing in front of maccas looking at the loose change menu.

"Are you going to get anything?" I ask.

With Jace's free hand, he pats down either side of his pocket and then shrugs his shoulders and frowns.

"Must have left my wallet in my other pants."

"Did you want something? I could shout you a burger," I offer.

"Cheeseburger would be great, thank you." We step up to the counter and I order our food. It's a bit of teamwork to count the money. Jace holds my purse and I count out the coins and pass them over to the lady. She frowns when I start counting up the five-cent pieces, but I get there eventually.

Within a few minutes, they pass the bag over to us. I grab it and walk with Jace to a free spot on a raised bench. We have to do two laps of the underground area until we find a space. People give us weird looks as they see the handcuffs, but Jace just smiles and winks back at them.

"How are we supposed to eat these?" I ask.

"In sync?" he offers, "just let the other know when to raise and lower their hand."

"This is ridiculous." I shake my head.

Jace grabs his burger and starts eating. I press my elbows against the table top as I take a bite into my food. Jace takes a second bite and he's almost finished it. The sleeve of his cotton black shirt brushes past my shoulder, which makes me ticklish. I yank my arm away from his, which pulls his body closer to mine.

"Careful-" His words are cut short, which makes me curious. I look in the same direction and notice the security guard from earlier. Without saying anything, Jace shoves the rest of his burger into his mouth before getting off the stool and bopping down to hide.

He raises his head up and peeks over the table to see where he's going. I just wait and look up at Jace to monitor the look on her face. The calm collective appearance makes me feel better about our current situation.

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