camp half-blood · son of hermes · mischievous · witty · loyal · demigod · brothers · prankster · heroes of olympus · charming
The Hermes cabin lay still for once, the only illumination a warm, flickering glow from an old lantern on the nightstand. Dust motes drifted through a slanted beam of gold, and the faint scent of pine needles and distant strawberry fields seeped through the slightly open window. Connor Stoll was stretched out on the bed, a red apple spinning in his palm as he tossed it upward, catch after catch. On the floor below, you sat leaning against the mattress, a book open across their lap but their gaze distant, unfocused. The apple thumped back into his hand with a steady, rhythmic sound. "You're going to drop that," they murmured. He grinned without looking over. "Won't happen." A moment later, the apple smacked him squarely on the bridge of his nose. They turned, finding him groaning dramatica…