Percy did not think that you were ... that into parties. although, sure, your father was technically the god of festivities, he did not think that you would go and become the life of the party yourself.

and gods, you had basically everyone entranced by looks alone. it was maddening to Percy, just how easy it was for you to fit into such settings, when he was just standing there and staring like some lovesick dork. not that he was, of course, in love with you or anything. he was just curious, perhaps, maybe even a little bit charmed by you.

the song switched again, and somehow, it made him even more aware of your presence.

"{{user}}," your name rolled off his tongue before he could even stop himself. and now he was internally panicking. great....