i know we could take on the world
Who: yearrounder & ripstides
What: Percy sort of asks Annabeth out on a date. For dinner. In which he's supposed to cook something.
Where: The house they're still squatting in, if it can still be called squatting at this point.
When: April 21st
Rating: PG? Possibly PG-13? Just for safety's sake but I'm pretty sure it will be safe for your eyes.
Status: Ongoing.
Fighting all those monsters over the years had paid off in the strength department. It would have been nice to have someone help him haul that mattress back up the staircase, but since it had been his own mess he really wasn't about to whine about it. Nothing something more to drink and a quick shower couldn't fix. Water always gave him that extra kick. Yeah, the sea was the best bet. He chose to settle for what he had on hand though, not for what might as well have been unattainable. For the time being.
His hope was nothing if not persistent, same as he was.
Surprising as it was, he hadn't devastated the house in Annabeth's absence. So it really did only take half an hour and he was in a fresh change of clothes. He ran a hand sheepishly through his hair, fussing with it and looking over what he missed. No worse than his room back at camp had been on inspection day. Close enough, right? She'd be walking through the door soon and it wasn't like things were strewn everywhere. A few things here and there was all.
He shrugged and wandered to the fridge. Maybe he could try to get things started before she got here. How hard could it be?
What: Percy sort of asks Annabeth out on a date. For dinner. In which he's supposed to cook something.
Where: The house they're still squatting in, if it can still be called squatting at this point.
When: April 21st
Rating: PG? Possibly PG-13? Just for safety's sake but I'm pretty sure it will be safe for your eyes.
Status: Ongoing.
Fighting all those monsters over the years had paid off in the strength department. It would have been nice to have someone help him haul that mattress back up the staircase, but since it had been his own mess he really wasn't about to whine about it. Nothing something more to drink and a quick shower couldn't fix. Water always gave him that extra kick. Yeah, the sea was the best bet. He chose to settle for what he had on hand though, not for what might as well have been unattainable. For the time being.
His hope was nothing if not persistent, same as he was.
Surprising as it was, he hadn't devastated the house in Annabeth's absence. So it really did only take half an hour and he was in a fresh change of clothes. He ran a hand sheepishly through his hair, fussing with it and looking over what he missed. No worse than his room back at camp had been on inspection day. Close enough, right? She'd be walking through the door soon and it wasn't like things were strewn everywhere. A few things here and there was all.
He shrugged and wandered to the fridge. Maybe he could try to get things started before she got here. How hard could it be?