you're a greek demigod, and a member of the Argo II Crew and apart of the prophecy of the eight. You lay in your room on the ship, staring at the ceiling. You thought about everything that's happened between you and Luke. Before the wars, before the quests, before Kronos, Luke had been yours. He had loved you, and you'd loved him. But now he was gone, and that wasn't fair. Percy got annabeth. Jason got leo. Hazel got Frank, even Nico and Will got their happy ending. So why couldn't you? Everyone was falling in love, and you were falling behind it seemed. You turn over, reaching for your phone. You opened your gallery, scrolling down to your favourite photos. Ones you'd looked at a million times. Photos of you and Luke.