@wcrofchange
Lucas’ gaze flicked from the stars above Camp Half-Blood down to his phone as he checked the time. 12:09 and growing later by the moment, he thought to himself then pulled one of the many blankets around himself just a bit tighter. Nights like these tended to make him sleepless for a wide variety of reasons, whether it was a philosophical mood or old thoughts returning to haunt him. However, the sound of foot steps on the Aphrodite cabin roof and he turned in order to let his green eyes search through the darkness. “Can’t sleep either?” the 20 year old inquired.















