Snowfall

Drink Wine

"Alright, I'm out," Percy said bluntly, pushing away his half-empty glass of wine.

"Already?" Leo groaned. "Come on, dude, at least get in a full glass."

"Yeah, no," Percy said flatly. "I'm leaving. You don't have to come, you can stay here as long as you want. I'm just not into bars."

"Well, it was worth a try," Jason said. "Some people liked it. On that note, could you please relieve us of someone who liked it a bit too much?"

Percy sighed. "Yes, I'll take Thalia with me."

"Hey!" The daughter of Zeus slurred, tipsily raising a glass, the wine sloshing out over the sides. "Just because I like my wine doesn't mean I like it."

"You're drunk," Percy told her straight. She tried to protest, stumbling off of her stool and raising her fist at him. He held up his hands. "No, don't even try and deny it. You are drunk, and going home. Come on."

"Can you really get through an hour long drive with her on your back?" Annabeth questioned, gesturing to Percy dragging Thalia by the shoulder towards the doors.

"I figured we could just pass out at my place," Percy said. "It's closer, and Sally and Paul are in Montauk right now, so they won't have to worry about her."

Annabeth hesitated. "Are you sure that you two alone is a good idea?" She reluctantly asked.

"I'll lock myself in my room if needed," Percy answered jokingly. "Though I doubt she'll last long enough to do any damage."

"That's true," Annabeth admitted. "Alright, have fun."

Percy muttered a response as he pulled Thalia behind him. The girl fought against his grip but was too hazy to really have any effect other than annoying him. He managed to push her into the back seat of the car, right in the middle so if she decided to open the doors they wouldn't be quite so accessible.

"Where're we going?" She stammered, leaning up between the two front seats. Her eyes were droopy and her lips stained red from too much red wine. "Wine?"

"We're going to my place," Percy answered, ignoring the second question. "You can stay with me there."

"No camp?"

"No, it's too long of a drive," Percy said, leaving out the 'with you' part. She would just get offended and it would not help his situation.

She managed to stay quiet for maybe five minutes. "There yet?"

"Nope. A little less than ten minutes left," Percy responded. "You'll survive."

"Too long," she groaned. "Die." He didn't answer.

Her complaints carried up until they arrived. Percy helped her out of the car and into the elevator. She tried to press all the buttons and Percy had to explain to her that they might break the elevator (it probably wouldn't he didn't actually know) and to not touch the buttons. By that time, they were already on the third floor.

Percy managed to get her into the apartment, and she immediately collapsed onto the couch. "Why don't you take the bed?" Percy suggested, knowing she would appreciate it in the morning.

"Leave me alone," Thalia whined, flailing her arm at him. "I'm fine."

"Thalia, just take the bed. It isn't that far," Percy groaned. "Come on."

"No." Percy sighed and lifted her in his arms. She yelped, whacking his chest. "No! Put me back!"

"Thalia, shut up and accept it," Percy said, exasperated. She went limp, thankfully, and Percy got her to his bedroom with no trouble. He could take his mother's bed.

When she felt him put her down, she grasped his shoulder and tugged him down with her. "Thalia, what are you doing?" He hissed as she pushed him onto the bed.

"Don't leave me," she muttered, draping herself across his body. "Please."

Percy was a bit perplexed by the sudden change of heart, but Thalia was already half asleep on top of him. He let out a long exhale, resorting to wrapping his arms around her slackened body.

He'd be fine for a night.