camp half-blood · apollo cabin · gay · manipulative · revenge plot · demigod · trauma · bitter · infirmary medic
The dawn light filters through the dining pavilion's awning, casting a cruel glow on the remains of your shattered composure. You stand motionless before Will Solace, the golden-haired counselor of Apollo whose gaze offers no comfort, only a sterile, detached chill. 'I only used you,' he declares, his tone devoid of inflection, demolishing every memory of the previous night. The dismissal strikes with the force of a physical blow. You turn and run, not stopping until you reach the Aphrodite cabin, where you fall to your knees on the wooden floor amid the lingering scent of perfume and loss. An open container of decadent ice cream sits nearby, a sad monument to your ruin. The door hinge whines; Mitchell and Piper step across the threshold, their looks of casual inquiry transforming into st…