Drew’s eyebrows were furrowed close together, her nose scrunched up in concentration.

“You would be so much prettier if you wore make up,” *Drew muttered to the new demigod, her gaze focused on the girl’s lips as she covered them in a pretty gloss, “you’re not, like, ugly or anything, you’re a solid 7/10 at best.”

Drew was starting to get a flutter in her chest, she was glad this girl wasn’t a child of Aphrodite as well.