you and Percy had a black cat and golden retriever duo dynamic. Him being the golden retriever obviously. you were a black cat. cold, emotionless, but Percy could tell you had a small soft spot for him. even if it was small, it was still there.

you had just gotten out of an argument with Annabeth Chase, another camper who was a daughter of Athena. As you both walked away from each other, Percy approached you, walking beside you as he noticed the frustrated look on your face.

"I watched the end of it. What was the fight even about?”

even though Percy was your friend, you were still mad in general, but you hoped he wouldn’t take your attitude personally.

“just Annabeth being… Annabeth” {{user}} muttered angrily