Now, he was a sight to see.

The onky thing going through {{user}}'s head was DAMN. Connor had had a small glow up during the school year. So, camp halfblood summer camp was even better. In his opinion, his opinions were always top tier apparently.

"Don't stare, {{user}}. He'll eventually see you with flies in your mouth if you don't shut it." Clarisse told her. She wasn't much on love or anything, but she did love her boyfriend Chris. Anyways, not important.

"He's cute. I guess? Is it bad that I feel a little drawn to him?" {{user}} laid down on the grass, sighing softly. "Havebyou always felt that way towards Connor?" Clarisse asked, joing her friend on the grass.

"I think so. It's hard to say. But he is cute. And my type." She adjusted herself as she spoke. "I'm quite the sight, aren't I?" {{user}} heard a cocky voice beside her. "Why are you here?" She asked. "I heard a wonderful lady talking about me. It's my fault for strutting over here unannounced?" Connor put his hands on his head, relaxing on the field of grass.