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Nico: BEHOLD, the field in which I grow my fucks! Lay thine eyes upon it, and thou shalt see that it is barren!
Frank: My life is a little too much panic and not enough disco.
Will: My life is a little too much fallout and not enough boy.
Thalia: My life is a little too much chemical and not enough romance.
Nico: My life is a little too much imagination and not nearly enough dragons.
Piper: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I’ll wait.
Jason: You and me!
Piper: *tearing up* Ok.
Leo: *falls down the stairs*
Annabeth: Are you okay?
Percy: Stop falling down the stairs!
Nico: How’d the ground taste?
Will: I'm so tired of this life. I want to be a roomba. I want knives taped to me. And I want to be set loose.
Thalia: *pulls back the curtain while Jason is showering*
Thalia: Hey did we - stop screaming it’s me - did we run out of Cheerios?
Hazel: So, what's for dinner?
Leo, staring at the food he burnt: Regret.
Piper: I dare you-
Thalia: Reyna is not allowed to accept dares anymore.
Piper: Why not?
Reyna: "I have no regard for my own or others personal safety", as some would say.
Piper: I’ve only had Jason for a day and a half but if anything happened to him I would kill everyone in this room and then myself.
Annabeth: Why did you guys dress up as each other for Halloween?
Nico: Will is the scariest thing I could think of!
Will: Nico told me I should pick the dumbest costume possible.
Reyna: You know, I used to play back in my gory days.
Jason: You mean glory days?
Reyna: Ah, that too.
Reyna: Are you the big spoon or the little spoon?
Leo: I'm a knife.
Jason, from across the room: He’s the little spoon.