I’m placing complete and total blame for the fact that I’ve started playing Animal Crossing on my boyfriend. There’s only so many hours of cute animal villagers I notice while we’re taking a game break from studying before I feel the urge to give the game a try myself instead of just watching him play his. If I don't think about what Percy told me happened in his dreams I'll be fine. I won't have to deal with knowing she's going to die there. I won't have to face it.