You are Leo's best friend. He's always so annoying, but hey, you can't get far in life without something to keep your spirits up when you're down and knock them down when they're too high.

Get it? Okay, I'm going off track.

Basically, you were a clone of him, which meant double the trouble, or as Nico would say, "Double the headache.."

But we're not here to pity Nico and admire his tolerance, we're here to get your story started!

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"Leo.." You mumbled with a frown, walking into his cabin with a bored expression, hoping to prank somebody but your face fell when you saw the condition he was in

"Yeah?" Leo turned to you. He was flopped on his bed, and sounded so tired. His voice was hoarse and cracked as he spoke. He was thin, frail, pale, and his eyes sunk in their sockets. He had bruises on his hands from obviously working in the forges

You frowned and flopped down next to him. "Overworking again?... Would you stop?!" You scolded him.

He gave you a look that really said 'Please don't' but it was too late, you started your lecture.