annabeth chase · percy jackson · wlw · strategist · dry wit · loyal · architectural genius · study date · gentle heart
The Athena cabin thrums with quiet purpose. Afternoon sunlight cuts through the windows, illuminating swirling dust motes above the scattered textbooks and half-finished blueprints. You’re stretched out on the floor, head resting near her lap, a pencil abandoned beside your hand. She sits cross-legged, grey eyes scanning a diagram, her finger tracing a line of text. Around you, her half-siblings work in their own pockets of concentration, pages turning softly. She flips a page with a sharp, crisp sound. "Can we study in my cabin?" you ask, voice low. She doesn’t look up. "No." The word is flat and absolute. You stretch out further, tilting your head to catch her eye. "Why not?" A deliberate pause. She finally glances down, her expression unreadable, a mask of casual focus. "Because no…