Title: drag me down with chains of letters
Summary: In which Annabeth creates Percy in the most unlikely of ways: though her own words. / Based roughly on the an epistolary novel, Griffin and Sabine, though the series doesn't need to be read beforehand. / Drabble-series. / Modern AU.
Notes: This is based roughly on epistolary novel, Griffin and Sabine, by Nick Bantock, but if you haven't read it, that's fine. This'll be a drabble series, meaning most of my uploads will be 1000 words or less. All drabbles will be related and most of them will be written like letters. I'll try to update regularly, but this is just a side hobby.
Enjoy.
Annabeth knows she should be studying, but she sits at her wooden desk with a piece of notebook paper (wide-ruled) between her thumb and the wood, and in her other hand, a ballpoint pen that writes as blue as a summer riptide. The lamp glows a feeble yellow against her dark room. The night is still- the twins are tucked into their respective beds, her father, sleeping, and her mother gone. They don't know why, but she chose to vanish from their lives exactly one hundred days ago.
Annabeth's not counting the days, of course.
Midterm exam is arriving at a steadily growing speed and she should be bent over a book, but instead, she writes.
It's a simple, unedited, casual letter, barely a page-lengths long.
The top is addressed with a simple, Percy, though she has no idea who he is. Her mind must be messing with her at this time of night, anyways, visual hallucinations occur-
Before she could catch herself, the letter's shoved into an envelope and into a light blue mailbox, red flag high. The envelope is addressed with the same, simple name: Percy.
Her mind couldn't wander further and her eyes fluttered asleep.