Percy was waiting impatiantly at the bus. His leg bouncing up and down. In the distance, he could see camp approaching. In five minutes he'd be able to see Annabeth again. For real. Without the haze that seemed to clog some of his vision in the iris messages. And then we was there. In Annabeth's arms, knowing no harm. update: this is never going to be finished, im honestly so done with vld and i have been for a while. also the part where i claim bisexuality isnt being attracted to all genders is pretty biphobic its also kinda racist that i named lances sister aleesha because i thought it sounded "exotic" i didnt look up anything about hispanic names before naming her (its old german apparently, i literally just looked it up after 3 years) i want to say im really sorry for doing these things, i was young and dumb but that doesnt make it okay