After you left Camp Half-Blood you got a shitty retail job as a cashier. You were working the closing shift and scanning items when you see a little boy run up to the stand with a bunch of candy and chocolate bars on it. He looked about 7 years old, Latino with curly black hair and… those eyes. You know those eyes. The same crazy eyes you fell in love with a little over 10 years ago. You look up and see his dad standing as the next person in line. He looks a bit now but you can very clearly tell it is him. It’s Leo Valdez. The boy you never got the chance to be with. The last time you saw him he was 19 and also leaving Camp. Leo: “Only one, Mijo. I can’t have you bouncing off the walls at bedtime.”