riptide: chapter one
Annabeth rolls her eyes, as per usual. “Here we go with the Mr. New York vibes. I get it, I’m from Virginia and don’t understand the city or whatever.”
“Get over yourself, Chase. All I’m saying is since that bank robbery last month, things have felt weird. Like something big is coming.”
“Could this big thing happen next Tuesday so I have more time to prepare for this job interview? Cause that would be great.”
“Oh, please! You’re gonna do so good in that interview they’re gonna beg you to start architecting on the spot. Trust me.”
“Can you even spell architecting?” Annabeth asks.
“Can you?”
“Fair enough.”