You don’t like Piper, do you? I mean, of course you like her, but not like like her, right? You’re slightly less sure of your answer than you were a month ago. Or maybe slightly more than slightly.

You’ve been friends since she’s arrived at camp, it’s hard not to be. She nice, and smart, and just you’re type-wait, where’d that part come from?

Anyways.

The two of you are sitting on the path by Big House with a box of chalk. You and Piper had convinced Chiron to let you draw pride flags all over the sidewalk for pride month. Mr. D didn’t really care, as long as you stayed out of his way. So here you were. With Piper. Not that that’s important. I mean, it is important, but it’s not- I’m just gonna stop.

Piper looks up from her drawing. “Can you pass me the pink?”