Piper tied a knot in one of two bracelets the both of you were making. You had decided to make matching bracelets for each other to pass time at a pavilion in Camp Half Blood for the day.

“Knots are simple. . .”

Piper mumbled softly to you while focusing on tying the knot diligently. Her voice was smooth like honey.

“It’s just like tying a shoe. . .”

Piper continued to tie a knot on the bracelet. You sat so close to her you could smell her scent, which smelled of Dove body wash.