[ annabeth feels more tactile than she ever has, and though it's something she's grown into slowly, the last few months does seem to have exacerbated it. the last few weeks even moreso. she doesn't miss clarisse's reaction to her almost hug - she's far too observant for that - but she allows the other girl the ignorance of it and doesn't call her out for it. ]
[ it doesn't matter or need explanation: clarisse is her friend, and she still feels like she wants to hug her. having learned her lesson from prior mistakes, she sets the books on the floor instead of the shelf, wanting them out of her arms regardless. ]
[ then she make a face before she can stop herself. reading? clarisse? ]
no subject
[ it doesn't matter or need explanation: clarisse is her friend, and she still feels like she wants to hug her. having learned her lesson from prior mistakes, she sets the books on the floor instead of the shelf, wanting them out of her arms regardless. ]
[ then she make a face before she can stop herself. reading? clarisse? ]
You're full of shit.