Prompt from Lily: Nico being dragged to a ballet performance
It's rather silent, just a few murmurs. Not library- or museum-quiet, though, because the person who was preparing the camera was talking rather loudly.
"Really, Nico, it's just ballet. It's not a two-year-contract saying you have to do gymnastics while singing opera."
"But Annabeth, why couldn't you take Percy? Or Thalia? Or one of your girl friends?"
"Be-cause, I already dragged Percy to that King Leer play last week, Thalia would knock me out so I couldn't even complete the sentence if I asked 'There's a ballet–'. And, have you noticed that I don't really have that many girly girl friends."
"Yeah, well, you could go alone–"
"What, and look like some lonely old cat lady?"
"You're only sixteen, not that old."
"Oh, shut up."
"You know, you're not legally allowed to film things like performances in theaters."
Annabeth made a weird, growly-type sound.
Click.
The camera was un-paused as clapping filled the theater. The echoed noise was overlapped by Annabeth saying, "So, DiAngelo, did you enjoy the performance?"
"Well, Chase, I did, actually."
"Ooh, Mr. Undead liked the Nutcracker?" She sniggered. "Appropriately named, if you think about it–"
"Annabeth, you better shut up, because– the ballerinas were just really graceful, and did you see how high they jumped, and–"
Annabeth sniggered again.