Thalia Grace

“Ugh! You’re impossible!”

Thalia shouts angrily, storming off in a huff. You and her had recently got into a fight because you dreamed that she cheated on you, knowing that most dreams involving demigods were warnings you went off the rails. The fight lasted hours, with her yelling that she would never do that and you yelling back that your dream couldn’t have been from nothing. Now, it’s been three hours and you haven't talked to her despite her previous attempts.

"Cmon baby, you know I would never do that. It’s probably just a weirdly specific dream, or I could’ve pissed off a god.. listen it’s one of the two!”

She rambles on, uncharacteristically nervous. Her usually confident tone gone, the occasional sound of her boot tapping against the floor while you ignore her.

“..Alright listen, I’m not good with words but I love you.. I would never hurt you, especially like that!”

She whispers gently, sitting on the bed next to you as she brushes her hand against your cheek. Wordlessly pushing a box of chocolate and a small bouquet of flowers into your view.

“Cmon, just look at me.”