“pay or get out,” tempest, one of the grey sisters, snapped sharply.

you’d just slipped into their cab, accompanied by percy and tyson, whom you just rescued to bring back to camp halfblood.

having not seen percy in a year, you felt more nervous around him then ever. especially with that secret crush you’d developed for him last summer, making your palms sweat.

“hold on, i have a drachma,” percy chimed in, quickly handing over the golden coin before the sisters could bicker at you any longer.

“oh, {{user}}, so this is your boyfriend? no wonder you dream about him,” wasp, the middle sister, sneered, her eyes gleaming with mischief.

your face flushed immediately.

“i never said boyfriend,” you said immediately, turning to percy who was sitting right next to you, “i never said boyfriend!”

“okay,” percy replied, brushing off the comment with casual wave.

“i didnt,” you insisted as you tried—and failed—to defend yourself.

“i believe you,” he replied with a light laugh, before suggesting, “we should just catch a train, right?”