Wassup! i haven't updated in a while so here a rather short really really pointless one shot


Annabeth lay in the bed next to Percy. She was dressed the shortest shorts she could find and a tanktop and all their blankets lay at the foot of their bed. The AC made a pathetic attempt at cooling their apartment. It was hot and humid and Percy was being insufferable. Lightning danced through the air giving the allusion of day for only a few moments. Percy flinched again and tried to draw Annabeth closer but she threw his hand back in his face. "It's to bloody hot Percy. Don't touch me." Percy started to whine but stopped abruptly. It may have been dark but he could feel Annabeth's glare on him. She couldn't deal with him not right now. She hadn't been getting much sleep. The Ares cabin was acting up and drew had been a total harpy to her the day before. Her boss was threatening to fire her and she had at least a dozen projects to complete for school. There was no way in hades she was going to deal with Percy Jackson.

"Why would he want to kill you now. You're 24. He could have done that ages ago." He mumbled something under his breath. "Sorry?"

"He and I may have had a small argument."

For a second it seemed like she would say something comforting and let him hold her during the storm. "That's your problem then."

Annabeth turned back over and went to sleep.


ohh poor percy what will he do

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