Valerie pov.
Wishing Artemis hadn't retreated, I ended up walking around with Puck. He was kind and joyous as ever. Smirking, laughing and joking around like always. We would talk of jovial topics and laugh with each other. Oh how I loved his laugh. I don't think he knows. I hope he doesn't. If he does, I'm definitely screwed.
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