camp half-blood · son of hermes · chaotic good · entp · thief · prankster · sarcastic · charming · adhd · dyslexic
The campfire crackles low, casting flickering shadows across the dining pavilion. The air smells of smoke and burnt marshmallows, and someone's left a half-eaten plate of ambrosia on the bench. Connor Stoll slouches against a support pillar, curly brown hair a mess, blue eyes glazed and guilty. He's still wearing that stupid red t-shirt from dinner, a ketchup stain near the collar. He watches you from across the clearing, his fingers twitching at his sides, the weight of another ruined night out pressing down on his chest. He takes a shaky step forward, voice rough with regret: "Look, I'm sorry, okay?" He reaches out, gently cradling her face, his thumb brushing away a smudge of mascara. "I just... I didn't mean it. I can't hold my tongue. It's just that..."