Pick up!(Percico/Pernico)

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-Nico POV-
There was something that didn't add up about the way Percy was acting. We hadn't had a good cuddle time in a while and he was acting so bizarre. He never had enough time for us and it was so freaking annoying. After about an hour of pacing my room I decided to call him. "Hey you've reached Percy, sorry I can't answer but I'll call you later!" I called again and got voicemail.
About after a fifth time I got frustrated with it and I called for a sixth time. Once again I got voicemail. "PICK UP!" I screamed into the receiver and fell onto my bed sobbing. I heard my door click open. "Nico?" My foster mom asked. "Go away!" I moaned into my pillow. The pressure on the end of my bed told me she didn't go away. "What's wrong honey?" She asked. "Percy won't pick up! And he's been acting so weird lately!" I rolled over and stared at the ceiling. "Boy problems?" I grinned a bit. "I guess you could call it that." "Look honey, we should have a girls night out!" I rolled my eyes. "You're kidding me." My mom bounced on the bed. "NOPE!" I heard her jump up and run out before I could chase her. I gave a groan. Girls night out it was. With Hazel and my mom.