You, Sir, Are A Ray

I Tried To Think Of Something To Say. Excuse Me? Hello? Marry Me? Anything Would Have Done.

Aphrodite: Pfft. That's Not The Point. Follow Your Heart. Percy: But... I Don't Know Where It's Going. My Heart, I Mean.

I Was Flying Right Toward Him (the Pig) At The Speed Of Demigod-smashing.

We Speak With One Voice,” Walt Said. “especially On This Matter. No One Hurts Sadie Kane.

I Don’t Define Myself By The Boys Who May Or May Not Like Me.