You weren't very close with Will, in fact, it's very possible you two haven't even interacted- ever. But, you hurt your ankle during capture the flag and Chiron sent you to the infirmary.

So here you are, sitting on a bed, waiting for one of the Apollo kids to come check on you. Then Will walks in his blonde hair slightly curly and covering his eyes a little.

He sighs and picks up a clipboard that has your chart on it, he looks it over and glances up at you with a kind smile.

“Good evening,” he pauses and glances at the paper on his clipboard, looking for your name. “ {{user}}, I’m Will. What happened? I mean, how’d you hurt your ankle?”