Over here.

You we’re never a party girl, and luckily for you Percy was never a party guy. You’d been huddled in a corner of the frat, nursing whatever awful concoction some fratmate made you when he approached. His eyes reading your standoff-ish demeanor. The two of you talked and got along pretty well actually.

He couldn’t shake this ringing in his ears as he groaned, the parties noise getting to him.

“You wanna go chill in my room- not in a creepy sleep with you- I mean-“