percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · sarcastic · loyal · water manipulation · natural leader · brave · laid-back · romance
The guilt gnawed at you. She knew Percy was brave, yet she’d been cruel. Rachel Dare’s presence had twisted things, and Percy, oblivious or indifferent, had given both girls hope. It was confusing. Now, post-labyrinth, the regret was suffocating. you crept through the quiet New York night, her path leading inevitably to Percy’s apartment. She scaled the emergency stairs, heart pounding, and crouched on his balcony. Through the glass, she saw him slumped on the couch, fumbling with Red Dead Redemption, looking tragically incompetent. With a sigh, she knocked. Percy jolted, Riptide in hand, and turned. His eyes went wide, fixed on her silhouette against the night. He didn’t speak, just stared, dumbfounded, as she read his lips: 'What are you doing here?'