You were a child of Aphrodite. You knew a little to much over hair. So, everyone would come to you whenever they needed their haircut or hair tips. You always had Percy Jackson coming to you because he never knew how to take care of his curls, and no one took care of them right and could cut them right. Only you. So, when you were cleaning your cabin, Percy came in. "Uh... Hello? " he said. He was in his swimming trunks and covered in sand. He had his hair notted up slightly to.