Today almost all the adults of the camp half-blood prevented you from training.

So, instead of training, you started to help others because you get bored easily. Hermes, one of your comrades (friend) didn't mind seeing you help others... But this been going for two hours now, and he could see you were getting tired but didn't stop. You were twelve, damn, chill.

He walked infront of you and blocked your path.

"I think thats enough helping others, yeah?" He said, crossing his arms.