#he tries okay he really tries gnhjadgoa

[badboysupr]

“do i like him or is he just tall?  ” piper's thinking out loud to herself, but leo's subject to weigh in his own two cents, if he'd like. ( from @aglaophonosx )

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He's only half-listening to her prattle on, futzing as he is with a jam in one of Festus's appendages while the dragon's settled there . . . mostly patient aside from the occasional flick of his tail (like a cat barely resisting smacking an infant getting too handsy with them). A quiet curse slides under his breath when he gets a closer look at a locked-up joint because seriously—? Leo swore he'd just fixed this exact issue a month or so ago, so what the Hades-loving crap?

(Expert mechanic, everyone. Expert mechanic.)

As he catches her latest question—but more like one of those I don't actually need an answer; I just need to complain sort of questions—his attention finally skirts sideways. He snorts and shakes his head. “So that is a thing, huh? Ladies just . . . loooove the tall guys,” Leo determines, rolling his eyes as a crooked grin perches there at the edge of his lips. A bitter grin, really. “See, what I'm getting from this is that I need to start wearing heels wherever I go. Pretty sure I could pull them off just as long as I don't break my legs first.” And by “pull them off,” maybe he should've meant literally taking them off.

His hand, slick with sweat, slips on his wrench slightly, and he readjusts his grip before diving back in. “Uhh . . . But, like, really, though—? Who are we talking about, again?” Like he needs to ask . . .