#camxle

character — @camxle

Despite his promise of a surprise night where he showed up in something finer than his worn jeans and tight-fitted button up, that night wasn't it. He'd pulled too many overnights at the shop, trying his hardest to finish up on a big piece in a timely manner while giving the client his best. To say that he was beyond stressed was an understatement. After a couple of rounds and no hints of the woman in the back, he'd headed out for a smoke. The cool breeze welcomed him as he carefully lit his cigarette, even if that same breeze dared to make it an impossible task. He'd barely even exhaled before dark hues settled on the familiar face he'd been looking for all night. "Would you look at that. Right on time. I didn't think you were showing up tonight. I was just about ready to call it quits."

character — @camxle

"So, what's it going to take to get you in there? I'll pay good money. Hell, I'll even offer to miss the first few throws. Name your price and I'll pay up," he teased as he smiled down at the other. He'd considered volunteering himself. Odds were, he'd make good money for the amount of people that would be eager to dunk him. "If it means I'll get you up there, I'll do it too. It's for a good cause, right?"

location: le cirque

the cause of her embarrassment was no longer resting calmly at her yard. in fact, maya had been looking for her dog for the past ten minutes, only to realise the four legged rascal was gone again. benji’s newest obsession was hiding somewhere in their neighbour's back yard, and to this day the brunette couldn’t find how her dog would manage to sneak in there as easily. her face was turning crimson with embarrassment while maya made her way to the front porch and reached at the door to ring the bell.  

character — @camxle

"Slow night, huh?" It wasn't all that slow, but the bar wasn't crowded and he'd managed to find a seat without having to elbow anyone. So, by comparison to what he'd witnessed before, maybe it was a little slower than usual. "Did you ever figure out who did that to your walls?" Clearly she hadn't and if she had, then she either had the wrong person in mind, or just hadn't mentioned it to him yet. "So, do you ever sit on this side of the bar, or are you always on that side?"

status: closed for @camxle

It was another location crossed off his Providence checklist, the jazz club a few of his fellow kitchen staff had boasted about once or twice since he had arrived. After a couple of weeks where he was busy, either settling in or just lacking the energy to be out later than necessary, he had finally relented and agreed to join them. The ambience was welcoming, and he watched the musicians on stage with the attention they deserved, letting himself relax into the calming space. When they took a break, only then did the chef let his eyes roam around the space, which was where he spotted a familiar face. "Cam?" He asked aloud, a bewildered smile on his face. He wondered if she would even remember him, the Vegas scene being a foggy memory that caused a sick, regretful feeling in his stomach when he thought about it to hard.

character — @camxle​​

Coming alone had it’s perks, but it had just as many cons when it came to arrogant men who thought they could pull anyone from the room. She’d listened to a few lame lines before shutting him down, but her amusement grew tenfold when he turned his attention to the woman at her side. He dropped another line and when he didn’t get the reaction he wanted, he huffed and walked away. “Can you believe that guy? I think he googled worst pickup lines of the 2000′s before coming in here tonight. I feel sorry for the first person it actually works on.”

character: @camxle​ & maya.