#ipood

Hazel still made Percy laugh. Sometimes it was with her jokes. Sometimes it was with the looks that she gave Leo or Nico when they did or said something they shouldn’t have. A lot of the time it was watching her interact with technology. In her defence it wasn’t her fault that she had pulled a Jesus, died, and then come back to life 70 or so years later. No wonder she often was confused by modern technology. 

For some reason she was holding an iPod, apparently unaware of how it worked. Stiffling a gentle smile, Percy made his way over to her side and looked at her, then the iPod, then back at her. “You need some help or something?” he asked her, “its just you look a little confused.”