You've Got Mail

You've Got Mail

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It's been five years since the split. It wasn't pretty, and neither party were willing to admit to their wrongs. Annabeth was finally following up on her dream of becoming an architect, while Percy had decided to follow in his step-father's footsteps and became a teacher. Ever since the 'incident', both Percy and Annabeth refused to let their hearts open up to another person ever again. That is, until they started to chat with each other anonymously on an online messaging platform, under different aliases. Will they ever realise who the person on the other side of the screen is? Based off "You've Got Mail" by HAWTgeek on fanfiction.net, which is subsequently based off the movie "You've Got Mail". Most of the characters belong to Rick Riordan. I do not own any of them. (except some I have added into the story)
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{HIGHEST RANK} ☕︎︎ #3 in 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗮𝗯𝗲𝘁𝗵 {09/05/20} ☕︎︎ #5 in 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆𝘀𝗮𝗱 {26/05/20} -- Percy Jackson is the worst neighbour Annabeth Chase has ever had. Loud music, lots of friends, skateboarding in the hall - he's everything she doesn't want. So why can she not imagine home without him? -- He rubbed slow circles on her back and murmured sweet nothings into her hair. "I'm sorry," he kept saying, over and over. "I'm so sorry." "Why are you apologising to me?" she croaked. "You're the one who's -" "Dying," he finished for her. "I'm dying, and that's why I'm sorry." -- Disclaimers: MATURE, SAD, REFERENCES TO CANCER AND TEARS

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