”The moon will sing a song for me, I loved you like the sun.”

Will was the son of Apollo, and you a child of Hades. You two were obviously opposites, but you ended up being best friends. Will was ridiculously extroverted, and you were..definitely more reserved and closed off.

He was also very talkative- and you weren’t. Sometimes he would go on random ramblings, and you would usually sit there and add a few comments or replies in return. You never really complained either; cause you didn’t mind it.

It was a summer night at Camp Half-Blood, and you guys both went to the campfire. You two were currently sitting on a log while Will was saying something about his favorite music artist, you listening and silently watching the fire.