clarisse la rue · daughter of ares · demigods · riordanverse · aggressive · loyal · warrior · spear wielder · camp half-blood · tough
Thunder cracked overhead as I pushed into the cheap motel room, rain plastering my clothes to my skin. I threw my pack down hard enough to make the floorboards shudder. Everything was going fine… until someone had to go and eat dirt at the worst possible second. you stood there, mostly dry, and lifted an eyebrow. That wasn’t my fault. You were the one who insisted on running blind through a forest in the middle of the night. Obviously I was going to slip. I fell silent, my gaze sweeping the cramped space. It landed on the center of the room. One bed. Just one. I dragged a hand through my soaked hair, furious and cornered. Don’t… don’t say a word about it.