“It’s alright, not that big of a deal,” she assured the blonde girl.
“Sorry, I’m really clumsy,” she murmured, hoping it would explain th situation.

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“It’s alright, not that big of a deal,” she assured the blonde girl.
“Sorry, I’m really clumsy,” she murmured, hoping it would explain th situation.
“Are you really going to trust him, Phee? I mean, do you even know him?”
“Well, no,” she aswered after a moment. “But he looked nice?”
“It’s alright, dear– don’t worry about it. A little ketchup won’t kill me. It takes a lot more than that to,” Vienna chuckled, taking the napkin from the freckled blonde and cleaning it up from her shirt herself.
“That’s a relief!” She exclaimed. Phee knew that the girl was one of the Huntresses and she wasn’t sure what kind of reaction to expect. “Sorry once again.”
Christian jumped, when she had made the mess. “Oh uh, it’s fine, really. I should’ve been looking where I was going.
“No, no, it’s on me,” she mumbled. “I was wobbling all the way here so it was just a matter of time.”
Evan smirked slightly at the blonde’s innocent reaction, “Do you have any disinfectant wipes or some ambrosia?”
“Oh,” she nodded, but then quickly shook her head. “No, sorry... But I could go and fetch something?” She offered.
Astoria jumped when the first droplets of the juice made contact with her skin. She blinked rapidly, noticing her shirt was covered in the liquid a moment later. “Hey, deep breaths. It’s not acid,” she patted the blonde girl on the shoulder.
Ophelia blushed, feeling like a complete loser. “I’m so sorry,” she mumbled once more, handing napkins to the girl.
“It’s just a small gash– I’ll be fine, honestly,” Evan insisted, letting his shirt fall back into place.
She dropped whatever she was holding, taking a deep breath, her eyes fixed on him. “Huh?” She stammered, not really knowing what was happening.
"Holy fffishsticks! I’m so sorry! Let me get that off you!” She exclaimed, quickly picking a napkin and trying to clean the mess that she made.
The brunette girl was completely engrossed, lying face up, when a weak noise startled her enough to come back down to Earth. She sat up. “You can’t sleep either, can you?”, she whispered, looking up again and pretending she hadn’t been about to fall off her Cabin’s roof. Elena stretched her —unnecessary, as it was a very warm summer night— blanket to make room for the other person. “Well, you can join me if you want to. The sky is pretty clear tonight, and the smell of poppies might help you feel drowsier.”
Ophelia carefully climbed up to join the girl. It was not that easy as she was clinging to her pillow. “I’m not sure what’s keeping me up,” she sighed. “Some nights I sleep just right, but I struggle during others.” She sat next ot the girl and smiled. “I’m Ophelia.”
“You have 5 minutes to tell me why you’re talking to me. I am really not in the mood.”
“You seemed sad so I thought you’re in need of a friend... Clearly I was mistaken.”
“Well firstly– you could easily hurt yourself. That’s the first red flag and should be enough to convince you not to go through with your plan.”
“But that guy over there said it’s completely safe... Now I’m confused.”
“ – Okay just.. one more time, yeah? ….who the fuck is this ZEUS fella? And why did a fifteen year old girl say she knows who my DADDY is….? I had a daddy before.. didn’t end well for ANY party involved..”
“He’s... He’s my dad. And he’s also the king of the gods living on Mount Olympus. He tends to be moody, but I guess that comes with being the god of thunders... Welcome to the camp?”
“Oh my gods- really? They said that? What happened next?”
“She slapped him and said ‘don't call my name, Alejandro’.”
“I’m pretty sure that’s not how that works, but whatever helps you sleep at night.”
“W-what? How can it not work?”
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