[ It figures the demigod would consider this a pleasant morning walk. Maybe he approaches Annabeth simply because he knows her, or maybe he can just sense the jock energy (so few people are struggling like he is), but one thingβs for sure: heβs having a time. Heβs huffing and puffing when he reaches Annabeth, and he nearly slips once more. ]
Well, that depends. Are you offering?
[ He may feel like garbage, and it may feel like his toothpick legs are about to snap in two, but his dramatics are still at full swing. He clasps his hands and bats his eyelashes, eyes so wide and dark that only a puppy could compare. He might be joking, but he really has no shame. ]
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Well, that depends. Are you offering?
[ He may feel like garbage, and it may feel like his toothpick legs are about to snap in two, but his dramatics are still at full swing. He clasps his hands and bats his eyelashes, eyes so wide and dark that only a puppy could compare. He might be joking, but he really has no shame. ]