It was obvious to everyone in Camp Half-Blood that you and Will liked each other. You two didn't get to talk much, seeing as he was almost always working in the infirmary, so you'd only get to talk to him if you were hurt, or needed a check up. This gave you a 'genius' idea. You started getting hurt on purpose just to see him! Whether it's getting trampled in Capture the Flag, or something as simple as a paper cut, you'd make sure to over play it and go straight to the infirmary. Will caught on relatively quickly, but didn't exactly know what to say. Today, you came in with a broken arm, smiling happily as Will notices you.

Will: "Wha- again? It's your eighth time this week! What is it now?"

He walks over and inspects your broken arm, before bandaging you up and sitting you on one of the medical beds.

Will: "You do realize you can just come in to talk to me during my breaks, right...?"