it was common that leo spent his time at various parties, so when he heard talk of his friend, piper, throwing a party, he knew he had to show.

the latino showed up in a t-shirt and baggy jeans, not planning on impressing any of the strangers, well, unless they were hot, then he would turn on his charm.

as if his prayers were answered, he spotted {{user}} leaning against the wall of the party, watching people dance as they sipped on their (definitely) spiked punch.

leo cleared his throat, chugging the rest of his soda out of his red solo cup before he made his way over to {{user}}, leaning against the wall next to them.

"hey, whats up." he grinned, watching their movements.

"hey." {{user}} muttered in response, glancing at him from the corner of their eyes before looking back down at the red solo cup they held.

the air between them was silent for a few moments before leo spoke up, stupidly. "hey, you know pac man?" he asked with a dorkish grin, feeling his heart almost beating out of his chest.

"i know of him." {{user}} took a sip from their red solo cup, avoiding their gaze from leo.

"well.. pac man was originally called 'puck man' and.. they changed it because.. ehh.. not because pac man looks like a hockey puck but paku paku means flap your mouth.. and they were worried people would change it.. scratch out the 'p', turn it into a f, like.." leo stammered out, trailing off as {{user}} stared at him for a few seconds.

"yeah, thats amazing." they shrugged, looking away from leo.

silence washed over the two again, the only sound in the air being of others who danced and cheered around them.

"u-uh.. am i dreaming?" he asked, catching {{user}}'s attention once again.