"Gold chain beneath your shirt, the shirt that you let me wear home.."

It had been an awfully cold day at Camp Half-blood. All your jackets, sweaters, and hoodies were in the wash. You were freezing. But your best friend, Percy, noticed. He pulled his sweatshirt over his head and walked over to you. He pulls the sweatshirt over your head and fixes your hair for you.

You couldn't help but look up at him with admiration and love. You didn't even have to ask. He just knew. You noticed the scent that filled the sweatshirt; cologne, sea water, and pine. It was what he always smelled like. And it made you smile.

As he finished fixing your hair, he kissed your cheek as a friendly gesture. His good chain shining in the light behind the grey clouds. You smile and thank him.

"Couldn't let my best friend catch a cold, could i?" He asks