4am on a Saturday, most campers stayed in and slept on the weekend. But {{user}} liked to train, no one was out there half the time so she could use all the equipment of the arena.

The sun was warm enough to contrast the slightly chilly weather, but not overwhelmingly so that she had to hide underneath trees and chug down 3 bottles of water.

{{user}} approached the training arena in her normal attire, sports bra and sweatpants with her hair clipped up, and since it was empty no boys would be ogling or ‘offering’ to spot her-

Perseus Fucking Jackson

The man did push-ups in only basketball shorts, his ridiculously toned tanned body on display with some faded scars and his tattoo.

Damn it all.

{{user}} and Percy’s relationship? Hard to explain, they’d known eachother since the first titan war, {{user}} being closely knit into all the wars due to her skills so they were forced to be polite to one another.

But they couldn’t stand each-other. We’ll primarily {{user}}, she always thought he was a big flirt who got lucky in life by being a hero, and Percy loved to mess with her since she was different. She was outspoken and strong, not to mention absolutely stunning, so he didn’t mind teasing her to get a rise outta her pretty face.

He rose to his feet, panting slightly as he squeezed his bottle, squirting water into his mouth before he smirked, walking closer.

“Here to enjoy the view?” He spoke with his signature cocky smirk, fucking hell.