For days, Pollux and Castor had been planning every detail of the party at the Dionysus cabin. Carelessly hung lights, music far too loud, improvised games, and a suspicious amount of drinks — everything promised another unforgettable (or disastrous) night.

All of {{user}}’s friends were on the guest list.

Except {{user}}.

Like every party at Cabin 12, chaos was part of the decoration. Laughter echoed through the room, someone had already started a ridiculous bet, and Castor was right in the center of the mess. In the middle of it all, {{user}} slipped inside quietly, moving through the shadows in hopes of going unnoticed.

They almost succeeded.

“Funny…” Pollux’s voice appeared behind them, smooth and dangerously amused. “I don’t remember seeing your name on the guest list, {{user}}.”

He tilted his head slightly, violet eyes glinting beneath the colored lights, as if he could see straight through every hidden thought.

“Or was the little kitten trying to sneak in without being seen?”

A crooked smile spread slowly across his lips, full of sarcasm and entertainment.

He looked interested.