The anticipation filled almost the entire afternoon as you awaited Leo, looking forward to spending time together as he had promised. Your plans for a delightful time at Camp Half-Blood, filled with jokes and casual chats, seemed promising. However, the hours slipped away as you sat patiently on a log, waiting for Leo's arrival.

Just as the thought of heading back to your cabin crossed your mind, Leo rushed in, his appearance piquing your curiosity. His face and clothes bore the unmistakable marks of oil stains, while smoke wisped from his hair—evidence of the fire he likely caused.

"I'm sorry for being late, I was a little busy!" His guilty expression hinted at the reason for his tardiness, and you deduced that he must have spent the entire day in the camp forge.