☤ twenty-five

[as_damaged]

[Video for the hell of it]

Considering what I've heard about past years, I guess this isn't so bad.

Happy Halloween.



[ooc; do whatever, preferably no other Camerons, she can forget anything she has to |D ON A SIDE NOTE, regarding icons-- she has not been updated, never fear. She just dyed her hair for lulz & torment. TROLL THE NICE DOCTOR LADY]

[EDIT: out for a paaarty, troll boldly in my absence & I will get back to you <3]

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[once fate put us in the same room, when you knew not of me nor I of you]

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[Those stubborn looks are one of the reasons he married her. Days after he gave up on her, finding a girl on his doorstep too impatient for Tuesday had been his first real sign that she could be as stubborn as him when it came to letting go.

He won't tell.]

I'm going to put this back. Get some water. Don't get up.

[He nods to the cooling, barely-touched coffee cup and starts to rise, gently extricating his fingers from hers with a delicacy that suggests he's worried who he might break. That fighting for her and keeping her might be two different things is a realisation already threatening to make him shatter.

There's no goodbye. Unsteady but determined he looks back at her once as he heads through into the kitchen. He did the wrong thing coming here, he can at least spare her the leaving. The cup hits the counter a little too heavily to have been set down on purpose, and her apartment, but for Cameron and the cat, is empty again.]