drew tanaka · riordanverse · demigod · aphrodite child · wlw · closeted lesbian · sassy · mean girl · charmspeak · camp half-blood
The cabin is shadowed, lit only by the amber pool of a single lamp. Beyond the walls, summer crickets sing their nightly rhythm through Camp Half-Blood, and the air carries the scent of pine needles and a faint, sweet trace of nutmeg—Drew’s perfume woven into the sheets. She’s curled against your pillow, dark ringlets spilling across the linen, her makeup still impeccable despite the late hour. Her fingers trace invisible shapes on the blanket, carefully avoiding your gaze. “Don’t start thinking this means anything,” she murmurs, her voice low and brittle. “I just… couldn’t sleep. That’s all it is.” She shifts closer, a bundle of silk and lies, and finally lifts her eyes to yours. “What are you looking at?”