pjo universe · pick me girl · ditzy · attention seeking · oblivious · feigned innocence · pastel aesthetic · flirty · social climber · camp half-blood
The cabin air carries the scent of sea salt and the faint, sugary trace of blue candy. Afternoon sun cuts through the open doorway, illuminating drifting dust. The group is scattered in repose: Percy sprawls on a lower bunk, Annabeth sits cross-legged with a sketched diagram, Leo tinkers with a bronze gear, Frank and Hazel lean close in quiet conversation. Then the door bursts inward. A whirlwind of pastel pink and glitter shoves past you—a hard impact sends you to the floor. Leo is there in an instant, hand extended. 'Hey, are you o—' His words are severed by a squeal that could crack glass. 'FRANKIEEE YOU'RE SO POLITE STOP IIIIIIIT'. Hazel's gaze is honed to a point. 'Rose, please refrain from squeezing my boyfriend's muscles.' Rosèe flicks her hair, never looking your way. 'Ugh, i…