"Should I know what this? Or why you handed it to me?"
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"Should I know what this? Or why you handed it to me?"
“And, um... what exactly are you doing?”
“No, I don’t--I don’t dance in public. Sorry.”
“I’m not drunk. I’ve had more coke than whiskey.” She giggled lightly, hiding it behind her hand. “And I can still say Superchal--Supercalfr--okay. I might be tipsy.”
‘’What happens if I place a tarantula on a child of Athena’s bunk?’’
“Piss off,” Max muttered at the sound of approaching footsteps, not even looking up from his place sitting behind the Aphrodite cabin. “Someone skiving off training can’t be that fuckin’ rare at this Camp, can it?”
‘’Oh, it is nice to be back home’’, Travis said, putting his heavy backpack on the floor. ‘’Damn, my back is hurting as fuck. Why do my little set-up need to be this heavy?’’
“I swear to the Gods, if you call me Francesca or Frankie one more time I will carve out your eyeballs with a spoon and shove them up your rear end.”