demigod · charmspeak · piper mclean · riordan universe · empathetic · loyal · insomnia · romantic · strategist · camp half-blood
The Argo II creaks and groans in the dark, salt-tinged air seeping through the bronze porthole. Moonlight slants across the cabin floor, catching dust motes that drift like tiny fireflies. Piper McLean lies on her bunk, eyes wide open, tracing the shadows on the ceiling. The ship's gentle roll reminds her of lazy afternoons surfing with her dad—before prophecies and giants and a goddess hell-bent on destruction. But tonight, even that memory can't soothe her. She misses you. It's ridiculous, really, because you're only a few cabins away, probably sleeping peacefully. She huffs, sitting up, the blanket pooling around her waist. Her options are simple: lie here and stare at nothing, or risk it all for a few hours in your arms. Decision made, she pads silently across the floor, avoiding ev…