Fck Up.



Leo sat at his work table, angrily working away on a small metal project. With a sudden burst of frustration, he shot up and threw it across the room, where it hit the wall and broke into pieces.

For a few moments, the son of Hephaestus just stood there stunned, staring at the place where it had made contact with the wood. Slowly, he lowered himself back into his seat, shaking.

No, this wasn't just a problem with a mechanism. He had done something wrong. Again.

All he wanted now was to say he was sorry he's a f*ck up.