Leo and Open
Leo was doing his best to be a good host. It was definitely not something he was used to and other people came to hosting parties, but he wanted to try. This was one of those things that Leo was sure it was more the thought that counted instead of execution. Besides, it looked like things were going alright. No one was throwing up or fighting or on fire. Leo would take it as a win.
“Hope you like it mom.” He spoke to the small picture of his mom as he put her on the ofrenda. The picture was obviously well loved, but still in pretty good condition considering.