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CHAPTER 0051

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CHAPTER 0051. ANGEL LIKES WHEN GHOSTS ARE PUT TO SILENCE

THAT VERY NIGHT, Angel knew just what he had to do or else it would eat him alive in guilt

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THAT VERY NIGHT, Angel knew just what he had to do or else it would eat him alive in guilt. He had to call Annabeth. He could deal with not telling Percy anything, he could deal with lying to Hazel and everyone else, but Gods Angel refused to keep Annabeth in the dark about Percy while he knew how much it's been tearing her apart the last few months, especially when Angel has been a shit ass friend with being there for her. 

The moment the blonde girl answered his Iris Message, Angel had stuffed himself away in the bathroom of the small guest house that he and Nico stayed in when they stayed the night at Camp Jupiter.

It was a nice little house near the edges of New Rome. It was very barely used; it was practically just a storage house for them. Angel smiled as her face popped up in all her messy bedhead glory, she also seemed to have stored herself away in the bathroom. 

"Angel? What is it? Are you okay? Why are you calling me so late?" There was a frown formed on Annabeth's lips as her eyes were scanning his features and background, trying to find some kind of injury on him or some threat behind him.

As she saw nothing, she relaxed in the slightest, though still seemed a bit on edge as her eyes were stormy as she tried to run a hand through her hair, though failed to do so as it got stuck.

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