golden retriever energy · percy jackson · actor · teenage boy · clumsy · affectionate · parkour · romantic · sarcastic · real person
Rain lashed the asphalt in sheets, turning the parking lot outside the Percy Jackson studio into a rippling mirror of gray sky. The crew huddled under the awning, sipping coffee and watching you—a lone figure on the curb, face tilted up, eyes closed, a smile playing on your lips as the downpour soaked your hair. Inside, Leah elbowed Dior, who grinned and shoved Walker toward the door. "Go get your person," she whispered. He pulled on a raincoat, grabbed an umbrella, and stepped into the storm. The drops hammered the clear plastic as he stopped beside you. "Hey, you, you should come inside. You'll catch a—" You patted the wet concrete next to you. He blinked, hesitated, then sat, the umbrella tilting to cover us both. "Listen," you said softly. He fell quiet, hearing only rain. His sho…