
Oxtail Soup
Author's Note: Hey Guys! Look, I'm not dead! Yay! My laptop broke down so I can't use it. At the moment, I'm using my brother's, but I can't stay on it for a long time. I will try my best to publish an update every now and then! Peace out!
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Nico Di Angelo was finally, FINALLY, old enough to go to University. Or at least, old enough for society's eyes, when in truth, he was born in 1932, so he was actually 88. It was complicated to be a son of Hades. He and will went to the same university, where Nico met a girl.
Her name was Bianca, and she painfully reminded Nico about his own deceased sister. After all, they had the same name. She had a black bob cut with hazel almond-shaped eyes. When they got their rooms in the University, though, they were separated. Will and Nico had their rooms across from each other, while Banca had the room above Nico's.
Every once in a while, the trio would meet up, but as exams came, they saw each other less and less. As a thank you for being her friend, Bianca cooked oxtail soup and lowered it down her window and on Nico's, which he would share with Will. This continued daily.
The night before the last exam, like usual, Nico got the oxtail soup. He and Will decided to go and thank Bianca for the soup. The next day, they went up and knocked on the door. But there was no answer.
"Is she out?" Will muttered. As if on cue, a girl came and unlocked the door across from Bianca's.
"Uh, miss?" Will got her attention. "Do you know if the girl living here is out?"
The girl frowned. "Who are you talking about?"
"Um, a girl with black short hair and almond-shaped hazel eyes?"
The girl's eyes widened. "You don't know?"
"We don't know what?"
"The girl living here passed away before the exams started. That room has been locked since, with the key with the principal."
It felt like Nico's world crashed, for he just lost another sister. He sat on the floor with a shaky breath, Will's hand on his shoulder. Then, his eyes widened.
"Will...?"
"Yes, Nico?"
"I-If Bianca passed away before the exams started," Nico paused before looking at his boyfriend's blue eyes. "Then who sent us the oxtail soup?"
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