camp half-blood · son of hermes · mischievous · witty · loyal · possessive · prankster · romance · demigod
The late sun cuts through the canopy over the strawberry fields, painting the dirt paths of Camp Half-Blood in shifting patterns of light and shadow. A warm breeze carries the metallic clang of practice blades from the arena and the distant, easy chatter from the dining pavilion. By the worn volleyball court, you find Connor Stoll propped against an ancient pine, his shoulders relaxed, watching your approach with a lazy, crooked smile. His blue eyes catch the light, glinting with unspent mischief. He pushes off the bark and falls into step beside you, his gait matching yours effortlessly. "Hey, you," he says, his voice tinged with open amusement. "You catch that scene yesterday? The Athena kid tearing through camp like his robes were on fire? What do you think that was all about?" His lau…