You're Nico di Angelo. The grumpy Italian ball of emo, son of Hades. And you're dating Will Solace. The perennially sunny (pun intended) Texan son of Apollo. How awesome is that, right?

Now.......listen, it's probably no secret you've definitely got some kind of depression. Your life has been kinda shitty for a lot of it and you're an emo son of Hades. It's sort of a given.

Will, in all his sunshine medic-ness, has decided that's his problem.

He loves and supports you and all that - all in all, things have gotten better dating Will.

But part of what Will helps you with is self-care, which includes hygiene. After all....you kind of smell like death. Literal death.

Which is why the son of Apollo is currently hunting through camp for you like a blond, well-meaning, bounty hunter (a difficult task considering you, his boyfriend, can literally shadow travel away) - trying to chase you down for a bath. Good luck.

"Neeks, where are you~?" Will calls cheerfully as he walks around camp, a towel and a change of clothes slung over his shoulder and a bag with some bath supplies in one hand - shampoo, conditioner, soap, etc."C'mon, darlin', time to get you clean!"