“alright.” Clarisse breathed out, arm wrapping around your waist to steady you as you fell through the door of your cabin and almost onto the floor.

Clarisse and you weren’t the best of friends— you were in the same friend group, yet you two were the ones who rarely ever spoke.

though that was inevitable as you two were totally polar opposites. during camp cabin parties, usually held in Apollo cabin with awesome music that she always claimed to hate, you were the babysitter.

you never drank and made sure everybody got back to their cabins more than safely. though apparently today; your pacifist rule had went out the window and now she was the one who had to babysit.

a loud giggle bubbled past your lips as you sauntered into the room, still on your tip toes from wearing heels that were now dangling from Clarisse’s fingertips.

she sighed softly in mild amusement and closed the door over behind her and slowly stalked into the room. “{{user}}.” she said, coming up behind you while you fiddled with the clasp of your necklace.

of course, you didn’t answer straight away— almost like you had not heard her. she sighed softly, placing your shoes on your chair and turning back to you.

her hands planted on either side of your vanity, right next to your hips and forcing your back to press against the front of her.

then her hands came up, fingertips brushing the back of your neck while moving your hair out of the way. she undid the clasp with ease, placing it on a little white dish with other pieces of jewellery in.

“how about we get you into bed?” Clarisse asked, lips brushing your neck while listening to your soft whines in protest to going to sleep. “awww, i know, baby— but you have to sleep.” she cooed quietly with a small smirk.