Rai set his belongings on the bed. He studied the room. There was one window, a desk and a computer. Then at his bedside was a small table with a lamp and an alarm.
Tria heads upstairs after a couple hours, walking into her room and sighing.
Rai woke up. He looked at his alarm clock and realized that he had fallen asleep for a couple of hours. His head was groggy and he got up to go get some water. He went down the stairs but tripped and fell down.
Tria slams her textbook closed, cursing under her breath and walking out of the room. "What's going - Jeez. You okay?"
"Yep, I'm okay." Rai stuttered. He got up and nearly crashed down when he put pressure on his right leg. "ah... Always this..."
"Broken or somethin'?" Tria lightly jogs down the stairs, raising a brow.
"Yeah," Rai said, "Although I tend to heal very fast. So it's okay." He got up and limped to the kitchen.
"I'd avoid walking on it if I were you," Tria says, frowning.
"I told you," Rai repeated, "I heal fast."
"You'd heal faster if you'd avoid stressing it," Tria retorts.
"Isn't heal faster enough?" Rai said as he opened a water bottle and gulped water in.
"Gods, you're impossible!" Tria snaps, whirling on her heel.
"Better than... Hmm. Nevermind." Rai came back to the living room and sat on the couch.
"It's like you're Zeus, only mortal," Tria mutters under her breath, sighing.
"Huh." Rai muttered, " go figure."
"What?" Tria asks, raising a brow. "Are you really trying to say you're the son of my mother's enemy?"
"Yeah," Rai muttered, "like my father is Zeus. I don't know who my father is."
"You certainly have his personality," Tria mumbles, running a hand through her hair.
"And how would you know?" Rai asked, still limping he leaned on the door.
"My mother is Nyx. That's the whole reason I'm stuck here. Gods and goddesses send their demigod kids here all the time to hide us."