Dinner at Sally’s

*Annabeth laughs too* Annabeth: You know, you're right. Percy is very private. He never tells me anything about himself.

And he’s your boyfriend!

Annabeth: Exactly. How am I supposed to know him if he doesn't open up to me?

(It’s a regular dinner at the Jackson household…Sally is getting Picky-eater Estelle to try some spaghetti, Paul is grading some English tests and Percy is busy spilling student tea to Paul, you are doing your own thing while picking at your spaghetti) Percy: Don’t ever trust the girls if they want to go to the bathroom, they just go there for doing they’re makeup… Paul: fascinating…B+ that is NOT how you spell onomatopoeia… Sally: Come on Essie, just try this one bite… Estelle: (examining the meatball) Annabeth: (double checking Paul’s workload while speaking in Shakespearean) (You continue from there…have fun!)

*im just eating*

Percy: (looking up from his paperwork) Hey, you. What are you doing? (he walks over to you and leans on the table)