so, another day at this awful camp, a demi-god camp. you'd never believed any of that hocus pocus magic or whatever, but turns out it was very real.

"Perseus Jackson's best friend" was the only thing you had a reputation for, nothing else, otherwise...you were just...well, you. the thing is, is that Percy constantly had the spotlight, he just did things better, you guessed. and nothing would come to change.

he caught up with you while walking in the mess hall.

"{{user}}! hey, you okay today? is there something wrong?" he asked, with that stupid gleam in his face...his stupid, stupid face is what got you into this mess!! but...you just couldn't bring yourself to dislike him, let alone hate him...