It was getting much harder to ignore Percy, especially when he sat down. The mattresses there weren't the best, not like his bed at home, and it dipped when Percy sat down. He made a little whiny noise as if he were going to cry before it fully sank in what was going on. Someone else was there, in his room, locked in with him for the whole night all night! His heart nearly jumped right out of his throat and he sat up quickly, grabbing Percy by the front of his night clothes and shoving him on his back over the bed.
"What are you doing in my room?" He snarled, reeling back with one arm and a fist as if he were going to punch him before he realized who it was. It was Percy, just Percy. He groaned out loud and sat back, lifting his hand to push his fingers through his hair. "What are you doing here?" He asked again, much more calmly.