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Setting: Tartarus, 9:15 pm
Scene: Percy carrying Annabeth on his back
Annabeth: Percy?
Percy: Yeah?
Annabeth: Are you tired? *tired voice*
Percy: No. Of course not. *pants*
Annabeth: Of carrying me?
Percy: Yeah. I’m not tired. *pause* I can run a thousand miles with you on my back.
Annabeth: Really? But you’re carrying me for, like, 4 hours now.