This one got long, sorry! You’ll see why. I broke it in two to make it more manageable. – Steph
Leo was not expecting, when he came into Ophelia’s room—with great care that layers of skirts didn’t sweep anything off a counter—that he would find Thalia present as well. The wicked grins they had in common, well, those were less of a surprise.
“Still looking good,” Thalia teased. “And you haven’t switched back to jeans.”
“Dora dared me,” Leo said, spreading both hands. “What can I do? I’m helpless. Besides, I think I’m sort of getting used to it. It’s not actually uncomfortable.”
“I’ll take your word for it. Too much clothing makes me itch. Outside of Hallowe’en, I frequently wear nothing at all.”
“Talk about getting back to nature,” Ophelia teased. “So. We were hoping you’d be back. We collaborated.”
“That’s an alarming thought,” Leo said, “considering what you do separately.”