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[sophos]

annabeth chase

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[ordinar]

I don't know.

I want to be.

It feels like more than just a casual thing.

[sophos]

Are you worried he doesn't want that too?

[ordinar]

I just don't want to be wrong.

[sophos]

[ bro she understands that all too well. ]

Well. Break it down.
What makes you think you might be wrong?
Excluding your prior trajectory of bad luck.

[ordinar]

[He thinks for a long moment.]

I don't know.

Nothing, I guess.

Everything was so

Intense. It felt like we'd both been waiting a long time to do that.

[sophos]

[ oh she does not feel equipped for this. but she will power on because wille is her friend. ]

Okay.
That sounds more like it should be a point against you being wrong.

[ordinar]

[You're the best, Annabeth...]

Ok so maybe I'm just being stupid.

[sophos]

Not stupid. You've had some shit luck. It's going to color how you look at similar possibilities.
But it doesn't mean you should always assume it's going to be bad either.
If you don't have any more reasons you think you're wrong, think about the reasons you could be right.

[ordinar]

[This time, he doesn't have to think.]

The way he looks at me.

How everything already feels comfortable between us.

Ugh, it sounds sooo corny, I know.

[sophos]

More like super corny.

[ sorry were you expecting an argument?? she's a child of athena, not aphrodite. ]

But I think you just also gave yourself the answer you're looking for.
Feelings are annoying sometimes but it sounds like you know what you want already.

[ordinar]

Cringe.

Thanks, Annabeth. For letting me dump all this on you.

[sophos]

You're welcome.
It's not usually my forte. So.
Let me know how it goes?

[ordinar]

I thought your mom was the goddess of wisdom.

Yeah, I'll let you know.

[sophos]

Wisdom, not romance.
Thanks.
I'm rooting for you.