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      Now the Hermes cabin was led by Travis and Connor Stoll. They weren’t twins, but they  looked so much alike it didn’t matter. I could never remember which one was older. They were both tall and skinny, with mops of brown hair that hung in their eyes. They wore orange CAMP HALF-BLOOD T-shirts untucked over baggy shorts, and they had those elfish features all Hermes’s kids had: upturned eyebrows, sarcastic smiles, a gleam in their eyes whenever they looked at you-like they were about to drop a firecracker down your shirt.

"Don’t be so desilusional, everyone loves me because I’m hot, and funny and interesting. And you are…you’re like…you’re like Mean Girls 2”

"Well you sir, are Internet Explorer, slow, unwanted, unneeded and not fabulous enough for me: Google Chrome."

"Oh no, it’s you. They didn’t miss you because who would miss you when they have me.”

"Connor, people only like you because you're related to me,                otherwise you'd be like the Justin Bieber of Camp Half-Blood."

Jack Wilder: Beginning Scene [x]

"Well I have a vagina, tits and I bleed every month so I guess so."

"You look a hell of a lot like you’ve come for my help."