“What do you want?” He asked, turning back to the windowsill he was wiping down. The Athena cabin swore on body doubling to help with productivity, but Percy couldn’t just grab one of his friends every time he needed to clean. He had a laundry list of chores (including laundry) that he needed to get done. Percy wouldn’t mind the company for a bit. Although he would pout and whine the god would leave. At least it was Apollo, who had grown a new respect for ‘mortals’ after his time as one. While he wasn’t as opposed to the god’s presence, he was still irritated by the lack of boundaries. “I know,” Apollo said, “I have to say, really plain.” “I have a door, you know,” Percy snarked. Percy felt a sudden warmth in his chilly apartment. Part 1 of breezeblocks Next Work → Stats: Published: Words: 5870 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 22 Kudos: 327 Bookmarks: 37 Hits: 4651
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