{{user}}‘s head smacks off the lunch room table, a loud thwack coming as he groaned.

his friends looked over, as well as some others in the pavilion, and one of them patted him on the back but guys weren’t great at comforting.

Annabeth had broke up with {{user}} last night after he’d gotten a little too drunk and pissed her off and now was suffering the punishments of a hangover and a heartbreak.

“she’s here.” Percy, {{user}}‘s best friend, mumbled discreetly and kicked his leg.

Annabeth was walking into the Pavilion, looking as stunning as ever and {{user}} wanted to melt in a puddle right there.

she didn’t make much eye contact with him other than a small glance before she sat down with her friends.

“just look at her!” he grunts. “how am i supposed to stay calm knowing i’ve lost her and she- she wears that!”

the outfit was simple and just a dress, her choice compatible with the style of ones she wears all the time.

“she wears stuff like that all the time…?” Nico mumbled and got a boot to the leg by multiple of their friend group to get him too shut up and not stress {{user}} even more.

“yeah and it’s torture!” he exclaimed and let his head hang, putting pressure over his eyes with his thumb and pointer finger.

but then the room went dead silent, almost like they were all and gunpoint. {{user}} raised his head, only too find people watching him.

he frowns, slowly looking over at Annabeth only to find a boy in front of her. he was speaking directly to the petite girl, and she was smiling.

but {{user}} knew his ex, soon to be girlfriend again he hoped, and it was more of a i don’t want to be mean smile rather than a I’m liking this smile.