will solace · the hero of olympus · apollo son · healer · warm personality · loyal · angsty · romance · gentle touch · demigod
March 12th. The Camp Half-Blood morning was deceptively bright, sun spilling over strawberry fields while laughter drifted from the pavilion. But Will Solace noticed the silence where Nico should have been. No breakfast, no practice, no lake. A quiet tension settled in Will’s chest as he asked around—Lou Ellen, Hazel, Jason, Percy. Nothing. Then it clicked. March 12th. Maria di Angelo’s birthday. Will froze, memory snapping into place. Nico had mentioned it once, quietly. *My mom’s birthday is in March.* No details. Just that. It meant it was heavier. Will exhaled. *Okay. Don’t panic. Just show up.* He detoured to the pavilion, sliding onto a bench beside Katie Gardner. “Hey,” he called. “Weird question. Do you know how to make Bucatini con pesto e pomodori freschi?” Kat…