*The next day, Valentines Day* The Louvre, Lorde

Leo nearly shoved Buford over searching for his fancy converse. In reality, all of his shoes were converse, but he grabbed his least ripped up pair. Jason had sent him a super sketchy text, which was then followed up by Piper texting him a winky face emoji a half hour later. He had never seen Piper use a winky face, much less without context. Something was up. Was it all the Valentine's day hormones? He had gone along knowing he would be semi-third wheeling, but he didn't mind. Honestly Leo was glad that Jason and Piper were including him, as Jason put it; "Love doesn't have to necessarily be romantic. We can totally celebrate friendship too."

Lacing up the converse, he looked up into the mirror. He was wearing his "going out in public" outfit, air quoted for no reason because he actually looked decently nice for once. Just because it would be them chilling at Mcdonalds didn't mean he could look a slob. Leo was wearing his nice jeans, which had rips, but were ripped purposely for the aesthetic. They were quite expensive, so he only wore them on special occasions and actually bothered to follow the correct wash instructions. He was also wearing a button up, a fitted black one with tiny bees on it inherited from Hazel and her "Save the Bees" phase. Leo was slightly disappointed that he was able to fit in it so well, considering that Hazel was the size of a middle schooler.

He then proceeded to throw on a black denim jacket, because the denim on denim look was a thing now, and also it was the only jacket that Leo had not accidentally set on fire. Throwing his toolbelt, some backup ambrosia, and his phone into a small faux leather backpack (also inherited, this time from Nyssa), Leo set off.