Camp Jupiter was amazing. It had beautiful sights and cool people, but the best part, in your opinion, was the saunas. And a lot of people thought the same thing.

You were sat in the saunas, a towel wrapped around your waist and sweat running down your muscles. The door opened and closed, and there stood Octavian in the very same attire, just a towel. He scowled when he saw you.

“Of course you’re here..”

He mumbled something about you being stupid, and sat down on the sauna bench across from you.