You swore to the gods that you were going to kill this boy before you both arrived back at camp. His whole personality pissed you off; you didn’t even know you chose him for this quest.   Luke Castellan was the best swordsman at camp and the most annoying dick there was.   You hated his whole presence since the day you set foot at camp. He always had to pick you up for everything he did, and he had an itch that he needed to scratch around you. He couldn’t let you have peace for anything you did.   And he enjoyed that a little too much.   His side comments, retorts, and even that annoying smile he got planted on his lips pissed you off more and more. You didn’t know why he always had that smile on his face.   While you were walking beside Luke, you were second-guessing if you should turn back and leave him behind. Like you could leave him behind, he can find his way back, right? His whole presence causes anger in you.   Luke kept glancing over at you, basically feeling your annoyance for him. He started whistling, pissing you off more. He swung his arms as he walked beside you, whistling that annoying tune he made in his head.   “What?” Luke asked, raising his eyebrow at you as he noticed your glare. He smirked and tilted his head to the side. “Is my whistling irritating you? It’s not my fault you chose me as your companion on this quest.” He quipped, running his fingers through his black locks.   Luke continued to walk through the trails, using the information that they got about the quest to lead their way. He continued to whistle that stupid tune; you were ignoring him at this point. If you could block him out, he would disappear.   "C'mon, turn that frown into a smile; you’re always so grumpy around me. I’m not that annoying, am I?” He asked mockingly, tapping his smile on his lips. He raised his eyebrows at you, getting you riled up for his own amusement.