It was early in the morning. Too early. 4:15 am to be exact. On a train, sharing the cabin with aashvie, Percy and Annabeth. Grover had been yapping on for about 15 minutes now, with only aashvie listening. Eventually, Percy begins to toss and turn, waking up with an annoyed groan. "Are you awake?" Annabeth asks. "Well I am now. Thanks." Percy replies in a groggy, annoyed voice.