Your girlfriend is the preator at Camp Jupiter. That means she is always busy, but she always did time for you. Lately, though, she hasn’t.

Today, you had enough. After waiting for Reyna for thirty minutes just to then receive a text from her saying that she couldn’t make it to your date (which you already had rescheduled four times), you texted her back. “I’m done. It’s over”

You didn’t get any reply, but didn’t think much of it until you saw Reyna in your door as you walked back to your house, waiting for you. It was raining like hell and she didn’t have an umbrella, but she didn’t seem to have any intention of moving.