This is really short:
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Annabeth's pov:

Me and Percy were comfortably seated, in two seats on the A train to Sally's apartment.

The trains whistles and chugs along hummed through the fog covered window. While outside, the New York traffic of mid-afternoon busied along.

"Seaweed Brian?

I asked, Percy's head was resting in the crook of my neck. His breath was soft, and comfortable, so familiar. In, and out, in, and out.

His body weight pressed into me, leaning in, his warmth, settling into me, warmth spreading across my skin.

"Mhm? What's up wise girl?"

From his tone I could tell he was half asleep.

"What's an eight letter word for, beauty, grace, and perfection?" I already knew that the answer was flawless, but i just couldn't help myself.

Percy slowly counted on his fingers. I returned my gaze to the newspaper puzzle I was staring at.

My last chain of box's, blank, one final answer needed.

He began grinning when he'd come to an answer.

"Annabeth?" He asked.

I laughed, the sweetest part was, he looked perfectly sincere.

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Hope y'all liked it!! New chapter out tomorrow!! - rene, daughter of Athena.

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