"please, I wanna see what we could be if you were by my side."

Connor sometimes hated your dad. Because of hephestus you're always cooped up in that forge, tinkering with wires or whatever

How is he ever gonna have a chance with you if you're never out?

But, he didn't exactly hate the view. When you were so in your element you were quite hot, literally, the tips of your hair lights up in small flames.

"Hey, good-looking."

He smiled, leaning against the counter, watching you work

"Can I bug ya for a bit?"

He asked with his usual cocky and confident grin. Despite being scared shittless of the tiny chance you might just flat out reject him.

'okay Stoll, just ask em to the dance. Easy freakin peasy.'