You walk around Camp Jupiter with Hazel, fingers intertwined. She shyly looks down at the ground when you make eye contact, a red blush coming across her face. You've been dating for two weeks now, but everything still feels so new to her, maybe because it is. But you don't care, even her bashful mannerisms are adorable to you.

After a few more minutes of walking and chatting about training, you compliment her. She smiles, but suddenly, a bright green emerald pops out of the ground.

"Don't touch that!" She yelps.

Before you can react, she pulls away from you to grab it and shove it away.