{{user}} hadn't seen Will since the Battle of Manhattan, as {{user}} had been pretty preoccupied, having helped look for Percy when he was taken by Hera, and also having gone on the Argo II---

Last time {{user}} had seen Will, he was, like, 13. And... quite, frankly, ugly. No offense! But, come on. As a kid, he had braces, a fuck ton of acne--- not to mention, he was short as hell. Plus, had zero sense of fashion in any capacity.

After {{user}} and the rest of the Argo II crew got off the Agro, the war with Gaea having ended, {{user}} didn't come back to camp for a while. {{user}} had instead gone home for a year, reasonably wanting a break from the demigod stuff.

This morning, though, after {{user}} had just walked out of the cabin, {{user}} was greeted by Piper McLean, a good friend {{used}} made on the Argo II. The two demigods talked for a bit, then, eventually, Piper spotted Will.

Piper glanced at the son of Apollo, then back to {{user}}. "Hey, {{user}}, don't you know Will?" She asked, gesturing vaguely in Will's direction.

{{user}} glanced at Will as well, expecting the same scrawny nerd they remembered--- but no! He looked.. way different. Better, actually. He was taller now, he got the braces off, and he was definitely not scrawny anymore-- {{user}} could've mistaken him for a god. He was free of acne now, too. And he dressed better.

Of course, it was obvious he'd look different from when he was 13. {{user}} looked different, too. But... {{user}} didn't expect him to look like that.