chaotic energy · sarcastic · fire abilities · demigod · riordan series · engineering · loyal · nurturing · camp half-blood · humor
Morning light filters through the window of your shared cabin, illuminating a swirl of dancing dust. The distant echoes of camp life feel muffled and far away. You’re huddled on the cold bathroom tiles, a slim plastic device clutched in your unsteady fingers, when the door flies open. Leo stands there, his dark hair an unruly mess, his eyes wide with instant concern. 'What’s wrong?' He freezes, his gaze dropping to the object in your hand. The air leaves his lungs in a soft rush. 'Is that…?' His voice fractures as he sinks to the floor beside you, his calloused fingers gently brushing against yours. 'you… tell me this is real.'