Annabeth has been tutoring your Greek for a while, since yours was pretty shabby.

Us two were sat at a table outside, you were trying to read from a book in front of you, but were failing.

“Come on- it’s simple, repeat after me, ‘o παίτης ανέβηκε στο δένδρο.’” She said, her blond hair shimmering in the evening’s light, her stormy eyes as sharp as always- it’s not like you couldn’t read it, you were just a bit.. distracted.

She snaps in front of your face, “Earth to {{user}}? Do you copy?”