December was usually the busiest month of the year for power-swapping. The rich always wanted a new power and there was always some person harassing him about their child needing something better so that they weren't getting bullied. Jace hated it and made him hate the entire holiday season because of it. Not that he had any fond memories of it at the training center. Good little children got to have the days off. Bad little children like Jace got extra training.

By the time he was done for the day, all he wanted to do was relax and maybe pass out early so that he'd be ready for another onslaught of people who just would not let their powers fucking be. When he got into his hotel room and saw Aaron, Jace stopped and groaned.

"Oh, I am not ready for your shit tonight. Can't you go bother somebody else?"