She wanted to clear her mind. Clear her mind from all the pressure she had been putting on herself over the past few days. Man, she just wanted to impress her dad, but Ares seemed to be impossible to please and impress.

You were her closest friend, one of the only people she felt truly comfortable with and her favourite person, so she had walked to your cabin and asked if you could join her.

As the two of you walked through the woods and near Zeus’ fist, she had been ranting on about how she hated trying so hard to please Ares. It was clear it wasn’t working out for her. Clarisse looked up from the ground and at you, her brown eyes reflecting some of the moonlight.

“Am I… trying too hard, {{user}}?” She said with an uneasy tone. She didn’t want to ask that question, Clarisse thought it would make her sound weak… but you were one of the only people she knew she could drop her guard around.