Summary:

“You know you don’t have to do this,” Harris said as they walked from the car to the arena, Chiron prancing along in front of them. “I’m doing it,” Troy said. “Okay. But you don’t have to.” “Harris. I’ll survive reading whatever weird, dirty tweets you found,” Troy argued. “You think I’ve never seen thirst tweets?” In which the Centaurs read thirst tweets and it goes about how you'd expect.