A disastrous date results in a chance encounter. How will Percy and Annabeth's story unfold, set against the background of a titalating New York?
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Alright, she wasn't sure why she followed a random stranger to a cafe in a town she was new to, but it seemed like the right decision at the time.
And It still seemed like the right decision now. Percy, whose last name she'd just learnt was Jackson, was true to his word.
They'd left that uptight restaurant and ended up in a modest cafe, nestled within a quiet part of town.
She knew the second that she entered the cafe, that she found her new favourite spot. It was quiet, despite being filled with customers.
And, much to her delight, it was a bookstore as well! Run by an adorable man named Bob, and his cat, small Bob.
She would have never found this place on her own and was now ten times more grateful for Percy for bringing her here.
Perhaps in another life, she could open a store like this.
She was now more certain than ever that enlisting Percy Jackson's help had not let her down. She didn't even realise how lonely she had been until she had his company. Walking through a crowd along with him felt brighter like the village was aglow.
It certainly made her day brighter.
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"You really like to read, huh," Percy asked, munching on a bright doughnut as Annabeth gushed over the magazine she'd just purchased.
"Of course," she grinned, setting down the latest edition of 'The Architecture Digest'. "Who doesn't?"
"Me," Percy shrugged, gulping down his snack, "I'm dyslexic."
Annabeth blinked, "So am I," she huffed.
"You?!" Percy seemed truly shocked, "How's that possible? You seem...you seem so smart!"
"Smart people can be dyslexic," she countered, trying not to laugh, "Albert Einstein was dyslexic too."
"Whatever, wise girl," he shook his head, shoving the remnants of his doughnut into his mouth.
"Wise girl?" Annabeth asked, raising a brow. It was the second time he called her that. It was starting to grow on her, despite leaving her with a giant question mark.
