Chapter 8: A Poisoned Dream

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Nico
Nico is already pretty socially anxious. He also doesn't eat a lot. So, being at a dinner table of a family he barely know is hard. Well, I guess you could say I know Percy pretty well, as I've stalked him for over a year, but I'm still pretty uneducated about him as the first conversation we had was yesterday. It was hard to see him so upset, he seems a lot happier though.
Dinner was as awkward as I expected I just picked at my food which I think worried Percy. "So, Nico should Percy give you a ride it's getting dark," I glanced over to Percy who was looking at me with a smile, "Oh, I don't want to be of any trou-" Percy interrupted, "It's no trouble at all I promise." "Um, alright," Sally nodded and proceeded to get up and take everyone's dishes. I was happy when she didn't say anything to me or make any faces, when she saw my full plate. "Nico? You gonna get your stuff?" Percy inquired, "Oh yeah." Nico followed Percy into his room and Nico grabbed his bag and shoved his sketchbook inside, when he picked up his shirt from yesterday he realized he was wearing Percy's clothes, "Percy? Do you want your clothes back or?" "Oh, it's fine I'm sure we will hangout again so just give 'em back then." Nico smiled and shoved his clothes into his bag and slung it over his shoulder, "I'm ready." The two then left the small apartment.

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