let's carpe the hell out of this diem

"This is where [Poseidon] struck the earth," Annabeth said, "where he made a saltwater spring appear when he had the contest with my mom to sponsor Athens." "So this is where the rivalry started," Percy said. "Yeah." Percy pulled Annabeth close and kissed her… long enough for it to get really awkward for Piper, though she said nothing. She thought about the old rule of Aphrodite’s cabin: that to be recognized as a daughter of the love goddess, you had to break someone’s heart. Piper had long ago decided to break that rule. Percy and Annabeth were a perfect example of why. You should have to make someone’s heart whole. That was a much better test. When Percy pulled away, Annabeth looked like a fish gasping for air. "The rivalry ends here," Percy said. "I love you, Wise Girl." Annabeth made a little sigh, like something in her rib cage had melted.