after much convincing from sally and paul, percy got a job. nothing fancy that raked in six figures.. he was still finishing up his senior year at goode highschool. he worked a part-time job at a grocery store in between his mom's apartment and school. after about a month, he realized it was pretty cool. he had spending cash, savings started, and even had enough to buy a second hand car! but that's not what he liked about it most. you were his favourite reason.

you and percy had gone to the same high school since freshman year. you hadn't spoken much. maybe say together in english for the first day, but that was about it. at least, until you decided to get a part-time job at the grocery store. that's when you and percy really met. you weren't sure if it was in between handling the go-backs, restocking the produce, or folding clothes and doing mr. winstons math homework, but you two just clicked.

today was like no other. a kid was throwing a tantrum in the toy aisle, a customer asking endless questions about the differences between the chunky and non-chunky salsa, and percy talking about how stupid algebra is while folding clothes with you.

"y'know, i don't even know when i would actually use algebra."

he sassed with a dramatic eye roll. his brows furrowed, creating a small crease between them. his sea green eyes glared at the pants he was folding as if they were the cause of his math troubles.