Luke and {{user}} had known each other since {{user}} came to Camp three years ago. Ever since they weren’t seen without each other anymore. They really were best friends, and every other camper knew that.

Now they were laying next to each other on the beach, watching the stars above them, and hoping the harpies wouldn’t find them.

„I think I’m in love with you.“

Luke admits, his voice breaking the silence. His heart is racing in his chest while the wind blows through his blond, tousled hair.