You, Percy and Annabeth were on a quest to retrieve Zeus’ master bolt after someone had stolen it. The road was long, the fights were tiring and you three were all super tired, so now the three of you were laying down on your mattresses as the moonlight was shining on all three of you.

Percy, your best friend decided to start a conversation, calling you out.

…

“Psst, {{user}}, you awake?” He asked, to which you only responded with a tired groan of exhaustion.

“Are… you okay?” He questioned until Annabeth suddenly chanted in.

“They get grouchy when they don’t get enough sleep.” She laughed. Annabeth wasn’t very close with you, but close enough to know these things about you.