#cameron 002

"I'm not saying my life has gotten really sad, I'm just saying that training your dog to get the mail for you so you don't really have to get off the couch is just a handy life hack." Shrugging her shoulders, Cali tossed the crust of her last slice of pizza into the box before placing it on the coffee table. "I know it sounds really bad, but I'm not holing up here.. much. I go to work, I see my family but I'm just not getting out there at the moment."

Life hadn't been the smoothest ride for Cali over the last few months, with her sister back on the road and her relationship hanging from a thread she couldn't bring herself to stick back together and Marco's reappearance in her life, her head was full of emotions she had no way of sorting. "If you truly needed to style a Cali style intervention, I wouldn't have answered the door or paid for your pizza." Reaching out as Alba trotted over to see what was going on, she gently scratched her dog's head. "I made friends with an otter yesterday, so I'm totally fine."

One night stands weren't something she had ever imagined she'd have many of, which considering she'd been convinced she'd found her husband in high school wasn't much of a shock. Even after her break up with Marcus, she had struggled to have just one night things, even if commitment to anyone made her break out in a cold sweat. But after her one night stand after the summer event, she had realised just how much she needed to break free. For so long, her private life had been dictated by lingering feelings and one even if her therapist wasn't recommending her course of action, for the first time, she wanted to get back out there, even if she wasn't ready to mix sex and dating just yet.

Needing to get to the shop, Kira had snuck out of bed, leaving her tinder date asleep before quickly dressing and hurrying out of his place as quickly and quietly as she could. As she exited onto the street, she began the walk towards her house, smoothing her hair down as she went. She might not be ashamed, but she didn't need anyone she knew to see her bed hair.

"Oh shit, sorry, I wasn't looking!" It was typical that she'd collide with someone only ten steps into her walk home but even more typical that it would be one of the few people she'd like to see least on her walk of no shame. "God, it's like walking into a wall. You're up early." God she wished she wasn't wearing last night's clothes.