DONT YOU FUCKING ADORE IT WHEN AFTER MAKING A PLAN FOR ONE IMPULSIVE FIC

YOUR FUCCKING BRAIN

THAT CANT EVEN SPELL "FUCKING" CORRECTLY

GOES

BESTIE, HAVE ANOTHER IDEA

I AM

ONCE AGAIN

FUCKED

UGGGGH AND ITS A GOOD ONE TOO

ok so like

apollo is on his chaotic good arc (when is he not) and is like yo do you guys wanna hang out

and he says this in a gc with all his besties

and then rachel says yo i can borrow a mini yacht from my dad

and then everyone goes to... probably PR because ✨vibes✨

they all get drunk (they're aged up, even meg is legal at 18 [yes i know that it isn't in the US but this is in PR where she can drink])

and it was just gonna be me essentially vibing with the characters while they have fun

and i think...

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAA

i think i might do it????

aheiehwid

yeah

maybe

probably

yeah

my notes app is looking really nice rn

fuck it, let's do a small drabble right now but without structure, plot, or grammar:

meg was in control of the music, and it was somehow the best way it could have gone. her playlists filled with a mix of reggae ton, edm, and and pop bangers allowing leo, who had just downed a bottle of modelo, to pull piper to her feet and start dancing.

percy was in control of the boat, as rachel and apollo wouldn't trust anyone else to do so. it didn't take long before they reached their destination off the coast. it was just as reyna and shel had said, a perfect party spot.

annabeth put her braids into a bun as hazel does inside thinking about how she'd need to wash her hair.

when they docked, meg was the first to jump in the water, screaming bloody murder as she did.

OK I MIGHT DO IT BECAUSE THAT TOOK ME LIKE TWO MINUTES TO THINK UP AND A SOLID FIVE TO WRITE

YOU GUYS ARE GETTING CONTENT