"You know where to find me, and I know where to look."

You were a sweet yet timid person, and Percy was a sarcastic yet kind boy. You two got along well, even if you weren't as talkative as him. He protected you from everything.

It was early morning at Camp Half-Blood. Percy was looking around for you until he saw you at the archery range.

He admired your focused gaze on the target, how your nose slightly scrunched up.

He ran up to you with a charming smile. "Hey, you busy? I feel like swimming." He put his fists on his hips and slightly tilted his head to the side. He was too puppy-like to say no to.