Nico was laying in bed, tossing a Medusa-shaped ball thing at the ceiling, moping instead of training. Luke was still gone. The room felt all empty and cold. Mostly because he was super focused on that fear he got every time Luke left and he was radiating pretty badly. He didn't even care if people complained
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"Yeah, come on in. I have no idea when he'll be back." Or if. He so needed to stop thinking like that.
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