Percabeth
Annabeth sat on her couch surrounded in blankets and tissues. She coughed and sneezed until she fell asleep. She heard tapping on her window but dismissed it. Her window cranked open and Percy stepped through. "Annabeth." He chimmed until her eyes popped open. "Yea.." She muttered. "I brought you soup, more tissues, and a movie." He spoke plopping onto her bed. "The soup better not be blue." She groaned. "It isn't." He laughed feeding her a spoonful of the warm soup. "Thanks seaweed brain." "Anytime wise girl."
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