Lester sighed, laying on the roof of the Apollo cabin with them, staring at the sky. The moment would be perfect if he were still a god with his incredible face, six pack, and undeniable charm. Now he was an awkward teenager with no abs, a mediocre face, and acne.

“You know, one thing I like about me now is I’m nothing like him.” Lester said, frowning at the sky, and by extension Zeus.

“And I never will be.” Lester smiled fondly at the person beside him, letting out a soft sigh.