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He heard the announcement but only felt capable of staring up at the ceiling. After months present that now rolled onto the new year, he still had no idea how to handle camp or what to properly make of anything and anyone.

As he laid there he found less and less motivation to get out of bed. Facing hungover Blair, Fiona’s potential taunting, Veronica’s random hotness. There was no way he couldn’t look at her and not wonder what possessed her. Lochlan probably was just a lucky draw for her and he was rarely one to overthink but…when it came from one of camp’s most appealing he had to wonder and question things.

Surprised in himself and his own autopilot abilities, he dragged himself out of bed and headed downstairs for a glass of water and painkillers for a headache brewing or the near future one he was about to have. Once they washed down, he wandered back upstairs for a steamy shower taking his time under the hot water with his own thoughts and privacy and comfort. Only to have to face the cold and potentially sweat later. So before he could get completely carried away and dare to enjoy another day to himself as he had the past couple months, he had to give up the warmth of the shower. With a towel secured around his waist he padded out from the bathroom to his closet half expecting it to be in disarray after Blair already rifled through it and laid out some clothes for him but there was no such luck. Because she was a mess last night. Lochlan snorted. He’d be surprised if she was able to even dress herself today. 

But he was warned to dress for the occasion. The announcement said as much. So he dressed as if he was going to gym.

Lochlan looked himself over in the full length mirror, clapped his hands together and trotted downstairs for breakfast. 

Nothing frisky. Toast, eggs, bacon, spinach. Small protein shake. A little something to help put a pep in his step and manage the training ahead. Maybe if he genuinely applied himself and appealed to this assistant coach of the gods that was dubbed leader of Camp Athens, it would reach Hera. Though he didn’t know if River communicated closely with the gods or if they even bothered to gossip. But if he could see her again…Lochlan just wanted talk to her and get some clarity. There was too much speculation and not enough certainty, almost his whole life and that tended to creep under a guy’s skin. Why did his dad seem to resent him from day dot but not ditch him? Why did he have the knee jerk reaction to lie to everyone? Why and what was camp’s purpose exactly and how did he fit into the hazardous camp?

Until that blind hope meeting, theories and speculation was all he had.

He dumped his dishes in the sink, filled up a bottle of water and grabbed a jacket for the cold outside. Personally, Lochlan could see their drill sergeant stripping them and making them run bare in the snow for [i]‘endurance’[/i] and [i]‘toughness’[/i]. All the more reason he should divulge in comfort in the meantime.

Stepping through the significantly warmer arena, Lochlan gave a look around for seat selection. He spotted that familiar, too stunning brunette first, Veronica, conversing with others and threw her a wink before spotting a purple fitted faceless girl lying down with her head buried under a jacket that was inevitably his sister. He headed for Blair and sat beside her silently and tucked the bottle of water between her arm and body. 

[color=8e0047]"I haven’t seen you like that in a while. You manage to get to your own cabin in one piece?"[/color] He wouldn’t have been surprised if she stumbled into someone else’s cabin and just crashed there literally. But he wasn't one to judge. He didn't care about the hows, whos and whys, as long as she didn't wind up ill or passed out outside somewhere. 
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