and they were roommates (chapter nine)
At a certain point Annabeth can’t be expected to keep her hands to herself.
Sure, maybe her definition of keeping her hands to herself is questionable (her friends sure seem to think so), but there are boundaries. Some things she can’t bring herself to do without some sort of sign from Percy. And not the cosmic sort of listen-to-the-universe sign that Piper keeps finding—a concrete encouragement, something Annabeth can hold in her hands.
She doesn’t get one until mid-February.
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