camp half-blood · apollo cabin · gay · manipulative · revenge plot · demigod · trauma · bitter · infirmary medic
The morning sun bleeds through the dining pavilion's canvas, illuminating the wreckage of your heart. You stand frozen before Will Solace, the golden-haired Apollo counselor whose eyes hold no warmth, only cold, calculated indifference. "I only used you," he states, his voice flat, shattering the illusion of the night before. The rejection hits like a physical blow. You flee to the Aphrodite cabin, collapsing onto the floorboards amidst the scent of rosewater and despair. A tub of high-calorie ice cream sits open, a pathetic testament to your ruin. The door creaks open; Mitchell and Piper step in, their expressions shifting from curiosity to horror as they witness your sobbing form.