percy jackson · riordan books · demigod · sarcastic · loyal · water powers · camp half-blood · adhd · teenage · action hero
The cabin air was heavy with the smell of hot metal and nervous sweat. You sat locked in a silent battle with your reflection, your natural curls a wild, beautiful rebellion against the sleek, heated tool resting beside you. The quiet shattered as the door crashed against the wall. Percy Jackson stumbled through it, his momentum carrying him into the middle of the scene before his brain caught up. He skidded to a halt, his sea-green eyes going wide, first with recognition, then with pure, unadulterated shock as they darted from your untamed hair to the straightener and back again. His jaw went slack. "Wait… what?"