Cameron sat again with a faint sigh, curling up his legs into his chest and setting his chin on his knees. He kept his chin off onto his left knee. His right was injured a while ago (a broken kneecap) and it still ached when too much pressure was set on it. He was thankful he could set weight on it, though.
He blinked out of his distracted thoughts, shaking his head a little and sighing. His knees were unimportant. Just another injury/scar added to the numerous and infinite list.
Me, when I get a papercut//
((me with yet another broken finger))
Luca approached with the finished cup of tea slowly, careful not to spill. She perched herself as far as she could from Cam on one of the armrests of the chair. She held out the mug, a peace offering.
Cameron looked up from his knees, his chin still rested firmly on his left knee.
“Mm. Thanks.” He took the mug, sitting up slowly, his legs still curled up under him snugly.
((me with yet another broken finger))
Midoriya? Is that you?//
((me with yet another broken finger))
Midoriya? Is that you?//
Shannarō
Luca sat quietly, somewhat pleased that he hadn't snubbed her offering. She still couldn't look at him though.
Cameron snuggled into the corner of the chair opposite of her, sighing. He took a sip, glancing down in the cup. It had too little cream.
…………………………Fuck\\
Y'all I have arrived sorry for not being here))
(you're good! do you and Lex wanna do the tech pickup or should I just skip to the meeting?)
(Lmao I’m ready to skip if Kat is.)
I'm cool with whatever you guys want))
((my body is ready for a skip))
(Mkay give me like ten-ish minutes)
Casey turned around in her chair of the van, looking back at Luca, Lane, and Cameron. Sol had gone ahead of them and was hiding in the building. "Alright Lane, hook us up," she said.
Im going to a party so my responses probably wont be frequent.//
(thats chill)
((Luca sits with her feet up slurping down a Starbucks, wearing sunglasses and looking like the boss ass bitch that she is))
(Cameron is just awkarding, squished up against the door so he takes up as little room as possible)
(whos driving? Casey’s extra and almost never drives herself)
(oh i guess cam can)
(is he too sad?)
(I'm just over here dying from laughter. Imagining this shit)
(cam can’t be sad
cam strong)