the world is ugly

i have a period and my best freind falls into a bush

RAYES POV

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Right then.

Other than breaking my pathetic little arm, I've also started a pathetic little period. Just, lovely.

It isn't as bad as they normally go, and, trust me, normal ones are pretty bad. Throwing up in your neighbours front garden is not the most exciting way to start your day.

Hey, at least I had the day off school for it.

Anyways, I've borrowed a few of Rays pads. He's trans and still has periods, and always dosent mind people borrowing his pads and stuff like that. When he got claimed, he decided that cabin 11 should have sanitary products in the bathrooms free for anyone to use, and Chiron liked the idea so much to the point where now its in all cabin bathrooms.

Gotta love Ray.

Well, the reason I borrowed his was because I do not have enough will to live to walk all the way to the bathroom (the bathroom, which is just around the corner) to just get some when I can always just reach down to the bunk bed below me to get a few.

Usually, with periods, if the blood isn't truing to kill me as worse as that Chimera that one time, the gut wrenching anxiety depression sobbing pays for a visit. Seriously, I thought I was doing all too well (yes, Ivory, that was infact a reference to that 10 minute taylor swift song) at bottling those emotions- but oh, nooooooo!

Those times of being that lost 8 year old wondering why I had to cross seas from the lovely green Irish speaking village of Gealach Corráin (to English translation, meaning cresent moon) to.... whatever in the Hades up north England is. Look, aunt Fiona, love you lots, but moving up there was possibly...the worst decision you've ever made? I dont care if your husband lived there! I was already going through enough! It wasn't even a nice place!

Well, yeah those hormone mood swing thingys are definitely kicking in.

Oh yeah! One thing that isn't talked enough about is how the demigod nightmares are times by 100. Honestly, I'm not the biggest fan of when my unconscious brain brings back those memories. I don't want to be reminded of that incident.

Not.

Again.

...on a lighter note, campfire is starting soon! Around 15 minutes after archery practice (sucks that my arm is in a bright pink cast and have to stay in cabin to "recover" instead of doing one of the things I love most) campfire will start, which is one of the best parts of staying here for.... actually, I've lost count on how many years. Just know, its quite a big number. Hey, I've stayed in this travellers cabin for quite a while I even have my very own bed!

Who cares about being unclaimed at 14-almost-15 when every night you get to have the wildest uno nights that Dionysus kids wouldn't even dream of (party wise, not drinking wise)?

Honestly, I'm feeling quite happy now. Thinking of how in 25 minutes or so I'll be sitting down with Ray and Ivory next to a blazing fire radiating the faint touch of comfort watching the few odd demigods trying not to fall asleep, is a quite the nice way to end your day.

You know what? Nothing can ruin the giddy stims of happiness that my hands are flapping too.

Not a single thing.

Wait....nevermind.

Conner Stoll walks in, I'm not the best at reading emotions, but I can tell he does not look the best i was feeling, like 10 seconds ago.