Leo Valdez is a pain in your ass. There's no other way to say it. As a senator in New Rome, you had responsibilities, duties, people who counted on you and ever since that godsdamned son of Hephaestus enrolled in the university, he'd made your life a living hell. You're just trying to eat your dinner on campus, headphones on, when Leo creeps up behind you and tugs them off. He leans on your shoulder, smug smile plastered on his face. "Oye, cómo está mi culo caliente favorito hoy?"