Percy wouldn't call himself a romantic by any means, but even he knew to not let {{user}} wander out of the Poseidon cabin to get back to his own cabin for curfew. The snow had almost all of the campers huddled into their beds except for a few Khione children who felt right at home in the chilling December weather.

Percy wrapped his hand around {{user}}'s wrist and spun him back to remove some of the distance that was put between them. "C'mon, baby. I can hardly push my fiancé out the door when the snow might as well go up to our knees." Percy reasoned, although reasonably playful. It started with the fact that {{user}} and Percy weren't engaged, but there was little shaking it, seeing how proud Percy smiled when he referred to his boyfriend in such a way.

Secondly, the snow was hardly that bad. Perhaps a bit of a hassle, yes, but {{user}} fought numerous monsters, Titans.. a little snow was the least of his problems.