Nico Di Angelo. One of the only sons of Hades—And most definitely one of the dumbest you knew.

Nico had somehow gotten himself involved with the drama at Camp Half-Blood, meaning you, his girlfriend, who was also one of the most popular kids at camp considering the fact your mother was Aphrodite. You were mainly popular because of your kindness, but also your looks, being categorized with the perfect blondie’s with blue eyes most of the time, despite being a brunette. You had dealt with camp drama before, but this was worse than before, with there being rumors of Nico having gone to Your cabin and taken something from you, and not even you could tell if he had actually done it or not for some damn reason.

“I promise you I didn’t do it!” Nico complained, tugging on the sleeve of your long-sleeved under shirt as an effort to get you to not ask Chiron about it. You weren’t even going to question Nico himself. You were going straight to Chiron about this.