waking up without a single memory and your head on the shoulder of a boy you don't know was NOT what chelsea thought of as a 'good morning.' and her morning only continued to get worse AFTER she was thrown off the grand canyon. ༄.° book one of 'stranger in the alps (deluxe edition)' series {leo valdez x original chracter} {cross posted on ao3} {lowcase intended} {the lost hero rewrite, essentially}