The Librarian

"Kill them!" Annabeth screamed at Percy as he slaughtered zombies left and right, leaving Nico in the dust.

It was about midnight and the others had drunken far too much wine, which made for red noses and very interesting video games. We were all sprawled across the leather sofas and on the floor, eating Annabeth's delicious blue cookies.

The game bleeped as Percy won and Nico lost- again. I stood and clicked my phone to display the time; 12:05 as expected. "I should probably head off." I announced.

There was a chorus of protests and Annabeth scrambled from the floor, tipsy with intoxication. "You could stay the night, you know." She offered. "We've got heaps of spare rooms upstairs."

I shifted uncomfortably at the offer, staying the night in a house of people I barely knew... somehow the idea was a little frightening to say the least.

"Besides," Nico added, "I can hardly drive you home like this. I can, however, walk you upstairs."

I nodded grudgingly, he had a fair point. "Alright."

He grinned up at me. "I'll walk you up then."

He stood and led me through the corridor and up the iron stairs, to a new corridor lined with bedrooms. He pulled open a door and we went inside to where a single bed stood in the corner and steel furniture dotted the room.

"Well, here you are." He smiled. "I'll be downstairs if you need anything."

I smiled back. "Thanks, Nico. Goodnight."

"Goodnight." He said softly, then leaned down and kissed me gently. He tasted the sour of wine, yet the sweet of biscuits. The kiss began to deepen, I backed up against the door, his lips still pressed against mine. I reached blindly for the doorknob and twisted the door open before shoving him into the hallway.

"Maybe when you're not drunk." I grinned at him before shutting him outside.

I flopped down on my bed, giddy from the downstairs atmosphere and the living fiction I had walked into. I curled my feet in the blankets, still in my black dress, and began to drift off to sleep when my phone began to ring in The Muppets theme song.

I groaned and sat up, pulling out the screaming device. It was displaying the name; Jacob. But what was my brother doing calling me at midnight all the way from London?

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