“please, {{user}}, just one party.” percy begged you, his voice dripping with desperation.

percy knew you werent a fan of parties. but he always begged you to go. and this time, he wasnt taking ‘no’ for an answer.

“please, please, please, plea—

“fine! my gods, fine! i’ll go.” you interrupted him as you stood up from your bed and grabbed a dress from your closet and slipped into the bathroom to get changed.