Percy makes friends at a college party, but her intentions aren’t what he expects.
“Oh, thanks!” Percy smiles as the girl - Cassie? Casey? He thinks it’s Cassie, but the music was so loud when she introduced herself he couldn’t quite hear - hands him a fresh cup. “Just Coke, right?”
“Yeah,” she says, matching his smile with her own. “Though I still don’t get why you’re not drinking.”
He tries to subtly sniff the drink before taking a sip, just to be sure. It smells okay. “Not a fan,” he says by way of explanation, taking a small sip.
Cassie tags a swig from her own cup, gagging slightly as the vodka hits her throat. “Yeah,” she coughs, “I can - ah, I can understand that.”
He laughs, and she laughs too, and when Percy settles back against the wall she comes and stands next to him.
She nods out at the crowd and says, “So, what do you think of the party?”
“It’s pretty fun,” he says, which is mostly true. He’d prefer to be back in his dorm, snuggled up in bed with Netflix on in the background and Annabeth curled up beside him. But, as far as college parties go, he thinks this one is all right. The music isn’t terrible, at least. “Although, to be honest, I don’t have that much experience with parties so I’m probably not the best judge.”
Cassie turns to him with a knowing look. “I thought you were shy, hanging out by yourself over here with that brooding expression.”
“Brooding?” he says, lips quirking up.
“Well, you’re not brooding now. But you totally were before.”
“I was not brooding.”