Room 507, Monday Evening

[dontvotemeout]

The island seemed to be back to its normal state, just in time for classes to go on as usual, of course. Luckily, Jason only had two classes today, and with nothing to fight at the moment, he had the whole evening to relax. Or, to sort of relax. Nico still hadn't turned back into a person, so Jason still had a hellhound puppy on his lap as he

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[deaths_demigod]

Jason's reading habits continued to be dorky in the way that they involved actually reading and not focusing on the rather large puppy currently pawing at the comics.

He perhaps wanted some attention.

[dontvotemeout]

Jason could only ignore the pawing for a minute before he was closing his comic. "Yes, can I help you?" he said. "Don't tell me you're hungry again."

[deaths_demigod]

A big, furry paw reached up to smack at Jason's chest. He could help him by paying attention, yes.

Okay, and if there was food around it wasn't like this hellhound was going to say no.

[dontvotemeout]

Jason made an oof noise like Nico had knocked the wind out of him, partly because he was almost strong enough to do that. "I wish you could still talk as an animal," he said, reaching to scratch behind one of Nico's ears. "That'd make this whole thing so much easier."