((READ DESC FOR INFO STORY: You were familiarizing yourself with camp Half-Blood, since you were new. After all, the likelihood they’d accept a child of the Goddess of sin was almost non-existent, until they accepted you and all of your half-siblings. You were walking around the premises, locating where everything was, when you bumped into someone, and by the muscles you felt, it was none other than Clarisse))

Clarisse: she huffed in annoyance Move, loser