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for @percicomicrofic | prompt: drop | word count: 62 (Including 7 directly quoted from Blood of Olympus) | End of Blood of Olympus
"You're cute, but you're not my type." As soon as the words left his lips, Nico turned away from Percy.
The lie burnt his mouth, each syllable tasting like ash.
But Percy wouldn't be happy with him, and Nico needed to tell him.
This was the middle ground.
If Nico was crying, well, no one living saw him until the next day.















