Luca stumbled back a step, her hand still hanging in the air. It stung as if he had slapped it away. She lowered it, tucking it into the pocket of her fitted coat. Her face hardened and Luca turned away from him with a huff, only to hide her hurt expression. "Fine. Whatever. Just don't fuck this up."
Cameron shook himself out and relaxed into the chair, looking disgruntled and put-off.
“Yeah. I won’t.”
Lane watched this with amused eyes. "Y'all have no clue how to flirt, do you?" He says with a shit eating grin as he closes his laptop.
(Mkay I got a lot of work to do and I have a dance performance tonight so I'm not sure if I'll be on anymore today, sorry. Feel free to go nuts with like Luca and Cameron stuff, or Lane and Sol getting the stuff or whatever as long as it doesnt drastically change the plot)
((fantabulous. Have a fun night! Break a leg and all that jazzzzzz! we will miss you.))
(Oof so I have a Band concert but I’m here for a while (twentyish minutes?). Wanna do more Cam Luca stuff?)
(Wow okay now I have less than twenty but let’s do it!)
((Lex who is Lane talking to?))
(Bleh bleh I’ma go byeeyyesyeheheey)
Yeah, If they went off on their own and I didn't notice I'm sorry.//
((Oh know they didn't I was just wondering if he was making fun of Luca. XD))
Alll of theeeeeeeeeeeem, he's like "You hopeless hetros" (Something he says in my book)//
(Lmao. I’ll be back around 8:30ish EST)
Lane watched this with amused eyes. "Y'all have no clue how to flirt, do you?" He says with a shit eating grin as he closes his laptop.
Luca frowned at Lane. "We are not flirting." she hissed, raising her self her her not so impressive height. "I have an excellent taste in men and Cam is definitely not my type." she lied, eyes flicking to his form. "I just don't want to get my ass shot."
Cameron glared at Lane for suggesting such a thing. Didn’t this boy know what flirting was? Clearly not.
“Ditto. And you are not going to get shot. I suppose you’ll just seduce them so they shoot me instead,” He snarled at Luca, wrinkling his nose.
Luca whipped her head around to glare at Cam, her stormy eyes flashing like lightning concealing the stab of hurt that went through her chest. He really thinks me nothing but a slut that Casey uses to get what she wants. That realization hurt more than his words.
"What, and who, I do on the job is none of your damn business, Cameron. At least I'm not pigheaded brute."
“I am not a brute!” Cameron snapped back ferociously, rising to his feet. He took no mind of his half-empty mug tumbling to the ground, its contents spilling everywhere.
“You can’t even deny that you enjoy what you do!” He wanted to add more, but really, he didn’t mean all of this. He just wanted to curl up in a ball and ignore everything. This showed in his eyes, rather than the anger that was just in them moments ago.
Despite the fact that Cameron literally towered over her, Luca got right up in his face. "Well I DON'T" She snarled back, "You really think I enjoy being eye candy for every slimeball in the world? You think I like how I'm 'bait' despite the fact that I have a shit ton of other talents? You think I like having my own crew– my family– think of me as a sex toy and the one person I actually lov–" She froze, tears shining in the corners of her eyes.
"No. I don't, but it's my job and I love my crew and will sacrifice anything for them." She finished more softly, looking deep into his wrecked eyes.