( clarisse frowns indignantly, her eyes bugging out as if to say, who else would i be looking for, dumbass? but it's harder to admit that out loud. yeah, she's known annabeth practically her whole life, but until recently they'd only really tolerated each other. it feels weirdly vulnerable to admit that she actually cares and considers annabeth one of her closest friends. (and, really, she doesn't have many of those.) )
No, ( she says sarcastically instead. ) I've been playing dress-up and prancing around like a little fairy. ( which is obviously not the case. she'd outright refused the dress the apprentices tried to offer her. like hell was she gonna end up looking like some wannabe medieval princess. she pushes off the wall and starts walking, assuming percy will follow. over her shoulder, she teases: ) C'mon, Pony Pal, giddyup!
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No, ( she says sarcastically instead. ) I've been playing dress-up and prancing around like a little fairy. ( which is obviously not the case. she'd outright refused the dress the apprentices tried to offer her. like hell was she gonna end up looking like some wannabe medieval princess. she pushes off the wall and starts walking, assuming percy will follow. over her shoulder, she teases: ) C'mon, Pony Pal, giddyup!