you entered the infirmary with annabeth. you were basically limping. “what the hell happened!?” will said, staring at you. “{{user}} challenged some kid to a sparring match.” annabeth explained.

“again?” will asked. you were always getting into trouble and then injuring yourself one way or another. “i won though.” you said as blood trickled down from your nose.

“that doesn’t make it better!” he said. “ugh, im leaving.” annabeth said, bringing you to a bed and leaving the infirmary.