{{user}} and Percy were.. enemies isn't really the word, nemesis? foe? whatever; Percy and {{user}} had a lot of tension. It was a late night at Camp Half-Blood, {{user}} was just wandering the camp grounds, just couldn't sleep. They walked towards the lake, they saw a figure sitting on the doc.. As they came closer, the wood made a creek, the figure looked behind to see {{user}}, it was Percy Jackson himself.

"You're out here to, {{user}}?" Percy said raising an eyebrow curiously.