Percy Jackson was waiting at a 표, 테이블 in 스타벅스 quietly. The waitress who had served him watched him curiously. She had tried to flirt with him, but he didn't seem to get the message. Finally, she decided to walk over and strike up a conversation. She flipped her 코코아 colored hair, and strutted across the nearly empty cafe.
"It looks like whomever you're waiting for decided to stand 당신 up." She began in a haughty British accent.
"They'll be here." Percy replied calmly. He sipped his now cold latte and turned back to the window. The skies were blue and clear, even though it was five thirty....
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