I shimmy into a pair of gray skinny jeans and duck my head into a white sweater over my mint green undershirt. I dab my face with light cover up and smear a bit of icy blue eyeshadow over my lids before I pull on my black suede pirate-like boots and step outside, crunching across the crusty layer of snow. I head towards the armory, just to get a good look at the Hephaestus boys and their arms. I step into the warm armory and stomp my feet, shedding the snow that was clinging to me. Close to the door is a table and carelessly, I push a few things to the side and hop up, curling my legs close to me trying to look as cute as possible while freezing my butt off.