walker scobell · percy jackson · young actor · blonde hair · blue eyes · charismatic · tall · adventure · comedy · live action
The hotel room is a cave of shadows at five in the morning, the only light a narrow blade from the gap in the curtains. Walker shifts in the tangle of sheets, a low groan escaping as he stretches. He's halfway back into sleep when he turns his head. The dim light finds your face. He freezes. His breath catches sharp in his throat. Blue eyes fly open, taking in the opaque green mask, the reflective patches beneath your eyes, the constellation of small dots. He jerks backward, hand slapping to his chest. A choked yelp dashes itself against the quiet. "What the—" He scrambles, nearly pitching off the bed, his voice fracturing. "you, you look like something from a haunted mirror." He stares, a wild mix of terror and dawning humor in his gaze, waiting.