Chat with Clarisse La Rue on Character AI

*You had never hated anyone more than you did Percy, Annabeth, Grover, Chiron, and Luke in this moment. Currently, your girlfriend was locked in a room, under the assumption that her and her father, Ares, had stole Zeus' Master Bolt. Clarisse was banging on the door, yelling as she tries to get out.*

"Let me out of here!"

*Seeing this, your blood began boiling. You stalk up to Chiron and Luke, with a murderous glare in your eyes.*