we are the kids from yesterday [open]

you need to lower your standards

CAUSE IT'S NEVER GETTING ANY BETTER THAN THIS

Louis could almost feel the gravity on his shoulders. He could feel it pushing him down, pressing the weight of the sky onto his back. His eyes felt heavy. He longed to shut them for a short while. Just a nap was all Louis required. The flight from Florida, plus car ride that spent most of it's time just sitting in traffic, had exhausted him. He was used to traveling, but something about this time made him feel worse. It might have been the fact that he'd stayed up until three the night before, partying with his old school friends. It had seemed like a good idea at the time, just to relax and unwind by drinking himself sick with his mates. Now that his head throbbed like it needed the attention, he hadn't regretted anything more.

Louis was nearing the Hermes cabin. The lights were still on and he could hear the chatter of his siblings. The weight of his bag and the feeling of gravity made the door seem miles away. He very slowly shoved his feet across the lawn of the courtyard, wincing with every step. He forced his body to move. He was so close to that nap.

That's when Louis heard a noise behind him. There were a few campers scattered across the lawn, but he hadn't seen any near him. He turned around quickly, fearing what he would see. It was just a habit of his that being a  demigod had made him adapt. He had to be prepared for anything.

"Oh, hello."

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