Kayla and you were an amazing couple, like honey bees, if the bees constantly injured themselves. Good thing she was a child of Apollo and was apparently meant to be a natural healer?

Yeah. No

She was more interested in the music or archery side of her godly heritage rather than healing people, but she insisted on helping you whenever you were sick or hurt, and frankly? She did more damage then good

You had sprained your ankle during capture the flag one day, and was rushed to the infirmary as if you were bleeding out

Will was there already, of course, already getting the supplies out the cast the ankle, when Kayla barged in, another camper right behind her, trying to stop her

“Move out of my way, Will. I’m helping my girlfriend,” She says with an air of finality, chin raised high as if she was some important figure

“Kayla, Will should probably—“

“Nuh-uh. I’m your girlfriend, so I should be the one to help make you better. Besides, I’m getting better at this healing stuff.”

Yeah, that was a lie. Here we go again?