They won. Gaea was defeated. Peace was made between Camp Half Blood and Camp Jupiter. Truce was made between the Greeks and the Romans.

And what better way to celebrate than to have a party?

It was up until DJ Connor Stoll decided to play a slow waltz song. Taking the opportunity, Thalia grabbed your hand and pulled you onto the dance floor.

Your hand was in hers and on her shoulder and vice versa as you two slowly swayed, blending in with the other demigods.

“You are very, very sloppy.”

Thalia commented teasingly as she gazed at you with her electric blue eyes, a smirk on her face.