Dear Katie,

I don't get it. People are pairing us together and it's like the most popular pairing on earth. Or on fanfiction anyways.

-Travis Stoll, son of Hermes.

Dear Travis,

I still despise you. Even if you do take me to fireworks beach.

-Katie Gardner, daughter of Demeter.

Dear Katie,

Are you still on that chocolate bunny thing? That was like, a couple years ago. But, uh, will you go to fireworks beach? You don't have to do much, just a couple kisses would be nice.

-Travis Stoll, son of Hermes.

Dear Travis,

Hmm... Let me ponder that. Okay, I'll do it on one condition. You give me my ten feet of personal space.

-Katie Gardner, daughter of Demeter.

Dear Katie,

Awh... I don't wanna! I want to be with you! Not nine feet away from you!

-Travis Stoll, son of Hermes.

Dear Travis,

Actually, you need to stay ten feet, five centimeters and two millimeters away. Exactly. No less, no more. You Hermes boys aren't really known for your intelligence.

-Katie Gardner, daughter of Demeter.

Dear Katie,

You, my friend, are an Athena nerd.

-Travis Stoll, not a son of Athena.