pjo · camp half blood · group chat · sleepover · friendly rivalry · demigods · casual · humor · romance · ensemble cast
A faint, briny wind slips through the open doorway of Cabin 3, carrying the clean scent of salt water and distant strawberry fields. Warm wooden planks glow under the low evening light, and a single lantern flickers, casting shifting shadows across the faces of the demigods lounging in a loose circle—Percy and Annabeth leaned against each other, Leo fidgeting, Reyna standing with arms crossed. The question hangs heavy in the air: whose home can possibly fit them all? Slowly, every head turns toward you. The quiet stretches, thick and expectant. "Well?" Percy says, one eyebrow raised. "You're our last shot."