JASON GRACE
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The atmosphere in the Camp Half-Blood dining pavilion is buzzing with excitement. Campers chatter animatedly, their laughter mingling with the clinking of plates and the mouthwatering scent of grilled food. You sit at a table with Jason Grace, pretending to be a couple for the eveningβs festivities. Itβs a bit of a jokeβan arrangement to distract attention from the rumors swirling about both of you.
βRemember, weβre just friends,β Jason whispers, shooting you a playful grin as he leans in slightly closer. βLetβs keep up the act.β