Since Jaylen had arrived to camp, their bunk never felt quite right. In fact, nothing could compare to their room back home. With the soft blue walls, stars on the ceiling, and home made dream catchers hanging from it, it almost made being home bearable. However, today their bunk felt just a little better. Maybe it was the weight of their father lifting away for a night, but the sunlight filtering in from the door hit their corner just right, almost showing off their dream catchers and chimes in a spot light. Maybe this feeling could stick around a little longer.
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Jaylen's Not So Secret Chocolate Stash
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Hermes tried not to hit the top of his head against the door frame as he flew in, coming to a careful stop next to the bunk of a kid. Achelous' son, huh? Well then. He snapped his fingers and a small white flower pot appeared out of thin air, straight from the floral delivery service of Hermes Mail. He put the little plant on the boy's night table and flew away.
From: Achelous
To: Jaylen Newport
- Cabin #22, Camp Half-Blood, Long Island, USA -
Gift: A small potted branch of moonlace.
To: Jaylen Newport
- Cabin #22, Camp Half-Blood, Long Island, USA -
Gift: A small potted branch of moonlace.
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