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Disclaimer: If I were Rick Riordan, I would be focusing on the next Trials of Apollo book instead of this (not that I don't like writing fanfiction, I love it!)

Annabeth needed a drink. She needed to go to a bar, and just drink. She had been trying to ignore the fact that she lived and worked where Percy Jackson was, which really sucked.

She pulled out her phone, and started to text Piper. Maybe she'd be down to come with her. But on second thought, Piper was probably adjusting to her job too, she probably shouldn't bother her. Plus, it would probably be nice to do something on her own, she was an introvert, and it would be nice to recharge.

Although she was satisfied with the team, and the work with measuring and planning they'd done today, she was still… she couldn't find a word for it. Displeased maybe? No, that wasn't quite it. Something irked her, made her feel uncomfortable.

She sighed, and opened the door to Mr. D's room, with two papers to give him. He was lazily eating a slice of pizza, oil dripping off the sides. She forced herself not to wince at it. "Mr. D," She started. "Here are the measurements we did today, along with the design. We still have a lot to do, but we've made a good start."

Mr. D set his pizza on a paper plate, rubbing his hands together. "Nice job Annie John."

Annabeth winced. "That's not my name."

"What is your name?"

"Annabeth." She responded, eyes ready to start rolling.

Mr. D looked up at her, and took a sip of his diet coke. "That's what I said." He told her. "But nevermind that, good job, nice work. I look forward to seeing your work tomorrow. I can introduce you to some of the staff tomorrow too if you'd like." He grinned to himself.

"No," Annabeth said, waving her hands quickly. She did not want to be put in a situation with Percy if she could help it. "No, that's fine, I'll meet them on my own, that'll be better."

"Are you sure?" Mr. D questioned, his eyebrow quirking up.

Annabeth looked at him, serious, pushing her papers to her chest. "I'm positive."

Mr. D thanked her one last time, and Annabeth smiled at him. Despite his gross eating habits and irritable personality, he seemed like an okay guy. Although he didn't seem terribly passionate about his job, he seemed fine.

She checked her watch, seeing the time was seven. She could probably go home, drop off her stuff, and then head to the bar. Piper had texted her that she'd be home later for an orientation type thing, getting to know the rest of the team at the Therapy office, so Annabeth didn't have to worry about her coming along.

She called for a Taxi, and obviously it was Chiron who came. "Hey Chiron," She said, smiling at him, and getting into the passenger seat of the car. "How was your day?"

"It was fine." Chiron replied. "I drove people around, like normal." He turned to her, a grin playing on his lips.

Annabeth smiled. "Of course, normal." She said.

"Where to now?" Chiron asked her, and Annabeth quickly gave him the address to her house (again). "Now," Chiron said as he drove through the streets. "How was yours?"

"Not horrible," She said, and Chiron laughed. "I mean, things have been really complicated." She hesitated, not sure if she was oversharing by saying this. "My ex, he works where I live, and where I work. So, that's hard."

Chiron nodded, "Yeah that sounds hard."

They rode the rest of the way in silence, apart from Annabeth thanking Chiron for the ride. She quickly went up to the apartment, and decided to freshen up, put on a face-mask. She hadn't done self-care in a while, because she had about an hour to recharge before she went to get a drink.

She put on a face-mask with expertise (though not really, the mask got all over her hairline and eyebrows), and peeled it off when needed. It felt good, taking care of herself, and she was glad that all of her toiletries had been unpacked the day before. The good thing about this apartment, was that it came with furniture, which was an added expense to the rent. It also made it easier to unpack.

Annabeth looked in the mirror and smiled, trying to look confident. An hour later, she grabbed her shoes, and was off.

The bar was about five minutes away walking, it was close, and the quiet was nice. Annabeth liked the walk over, though it was dark and felt a little bit creepy. Fortunately, this town was safe, and recently no attacks or late-night harassment situations had happened.

She arrived at the bar, and hung her jacket on the coat rack in the front. She rubbed her face, and began scanning the room for a seat. She landed on an area near the front, but not so far away it looked suspicious.

She went to the front, to order a drink, and then her eyes landed on something she was weirdly depressed to see.

A girl- a red headed one at that leaning in and kissing a boy with tan skin and black haired- a boy who she knew was Percy.

What the hell?

I shouldn't be jealous, she told herself, trying to fight back all the vicious thoughts going through her head, I'm not jealous, Percy can kiss whoever the hell he wants to kiss, he's moved on.

And now he was leaning back, with a tight smiled on his lips, and turning around.

Let's just say, Annabeth had never run out of a public place that fast. She was like The Flash, zooming out as quickly as she could, so he wouldn't notice her. And if he had, then her whole Olympic speed dash would be pointless.

God, she really needed a drink, but she couldn't have one, because inside the bar was Percy Jackson kissing another girl.

And she couldn't help but feel- even just a bit, even if he'd broken her heart, even though she had almost got over him, that tiny bit of jealousy within.

Shit, she was screwed.

Poor Annabeth, poor Percy, poor everyone! Especially, poor me who has to write this (who am I kidding, I love it).

Stay safe and healthy everyone! I hope you all are doing well!

TheLil'Lion

Miraculous penguin, they are mortals, this is a mortal AU. Also, thank you so much! I really appreciate the compliments.