The thing about plummetting downhill at fifty miles an hour on a snack platter - if you realize it's a bad idea when you're halfway down, it's too late.
Rick RiordanYou set us up!โ โNo! I swearโโ Her face fell. โMel. Mel mustโve told him.โ โRight,โ I grumbled. โBlame Mel.
Rick RiordanMustโve been hard on your mom,โ Frank said. โI guess weโll do anything for someone we love.โ Hazel squeezed his hand appreciatively. Nico stared at the cobblestones. โYeah,โ he said bitterly. โI guess we will.
Rick RiordanA guy in Greek armor drew his sword and charged, but slipped in a puddle of pina colada.
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