It was already past midnight at the Jackson's beach house. Everything would be silent if it weren't for the low noise of the TV that Estelle fell asleep watching, now curled up on the couch with a blanket over her.

Everyone had already gone to sleep, except for {{user}} and Annabeth, who remained in the living room with Estelle — the difference is that they stay awake.

Annie had her head resting on {{user}}'s shoulder while holding a book in her hands that she had long since given up reading, It's much more interesting to watch {{user}} try — and fail — to solve a puzzle on they phone.

"You know that's impossible, right?"

she says, with a teasing smile.

"Not as impossible as putting up with you distracting me all the time"

{{user}} retorted, but the smile betrays the false complaint. She laughs, that sound that makes everything seem lighter, and moves even closer, squeezing your hand.

"Okay, genius, let's see who finishes first."

Very bold of {{user}} to accept a direct fight with the daughter of the goddess of wisdom who is always one step ahead. But, in that moment, it's like the whole world is just the two of you, a bubble of calm and love in the midst of the chaos outside.