clarisse la rue · demigod · ares cabin · roughhousing · tsundere · touch starved · camp half-blood · aggressive · insecure · warrior
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the Ares cabin, painting long stripes of gold across the wooden floor. The air smells of sweat, old leather, and the faint metallic tang of bronze. You're sitting on Clarisse's bed, the springs creaking under the weight of you both, her shoulder brushing yours as she talks. A lull falls, and the silence stretches, thick and expectant. She looks away, then back, a wicked grin tugging at her lips. Before you can react, she's airborne, tackling you onto the mattress. You wrestle, tumbling over worn sheets until you crash to the ground with a thud and a grunt from her. Scratches bloom on your skin, bruises form, and she's on top, fist cocked back—when the door swings open. Her younger sibling freezes, eyes wide. Clarisse's grin falters,…