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Cameron Maya Hunter
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Cameron spent most of her time down the street at the Maison Rose. For obvious reasons. The main being the aspiring artist, Kilo. But she liked all of the other tenants just as fine. For the most part, anyway. But the time not spent at Maison Rose, it was spent at her own home. She lived in a cute Victorian home. Not-too-big-not-too-small. The twenty-year-old lived there with her biological mother and her step father. Her real father had died years ago. Cameron had never really minded that her Mother got remarried. She didn't see the man, Ian, as a replacement for her Father. And although she missed her father dearly, she loved Ian just as much as she would've loved her real father. He was kind and he always approved of what she did. Especially when her mother did not. Cameron and her mother didn't always get along, but they had a special bond, being the only females in the house. She had an older brother as well, but he had moved to New York City a few years ago. They keep in contact often. He wasn't a fan of the whole step dad thing and got away as soon as possible.
The young woman had woken up extra early that day. Across the street the tenants at the Maison Rose had a little party. Cameron went for a short while, but she ended up leaving early. She had no plans on getting completely smashed just a few days before her own birthday. In all honestly, she was excited. Birthdays and holidays had always been fun around her home. And although her brother, Dylan, wasn't there to spend the day with her, she'd received a package in the mail a day before. She had no doubt that it was a present from him, but she wasn't going to open it before the day and ruin her surprise. So she'd set it nicely on her bedroom dresser. Of course she had urges to rip it open to see what it was, but she controlled herself. She tried not to look at it as much as possible. After waking up, she took a shower, which was a lot easier and faster now that her hair was short. Her hair used to be down to her waist, but she'd cut it all off recently and donated it. She felt she suited short hair better. And it was so much easier to take care of.
After she was lean and feeling refreshed, she'd gotten dressed to suit the weather outside. A sheer sleeveless blouse tucked into a pair of denim shorts did the trick. Another reason she liked having short hair. It kept her cool as well. She applied her make up like she did everyday, and straightened out her hair. She made sure to keep quiet as her mother and step dad were still asleep. Although they would wake up soon. She crept quietly down the stairs and into the kitchen where the family dog was. She knelt down and gave him a stroke before filling up his food dish. The fat pug hurried to the bowl and began to eat as Cameron turned on the stove. She got out a pan and began to cook up some breakfast for her family. Bacon and eggs. Simple, really. But it was the thought that counted. Everyone was bustling to make her happy around her birthday, but she wanted to return the favour. She'd set the table just as the two others woke up, smelling breakfast cooking. Cameron turned around, the pan in her hand as they entered the kitchen. "Morning!" she said happily as she put a generous amount of food on everyone's plate before putting the pan away.
Her Mother smiled happily and placed a kiss on her cheek, thanking her for the breakfast as she sat down. Ian simply ruffled her hair in thanks, much like a father would do to his son. The brunette gave a little frown and straightened out her hair as she sat down too. The family chatted idly as they ate, and Cameron eventually stood up to put everything away. During this time, her parents hurried off to get ready. Before Ian went off to work, he kissed his wife on the lips, and kisses Cameron on the forehead, thanking her again before he left the house. Cam let out a sigh and leaned against the counter, finishing off her class of orange juice. She put the empty glass away and brushed her teeth in the bathroom quickly before walking back into the kitchen where her Mother sat reading the news paper. Like every day, Cameron grabbed the leach for her dog and hooked him up, slipping some shoes on and heading outside to walk her dog like she did every morning. The poor thing needed his exercise.
Cameron walked the same distance every day. A few blocks to the park where she let her dog run around by himself. He always made his way back to her anyway. She sat on a bench under the shade of a large tree. She'd have to leave a little early this time. It was far too hot to be out there for so long. Shortly after, she rounded up her dog and headed back home, dropping him off and stepping inside. She let out a happy sigh. Air conditioning was her life saver in the summer. She grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and took a sip. Her mother was still in the kitchen, but she was now cutting out coupons, meaning she was going to go shopping later. Cameron rolled her eyes and gripped the bottle tightly. "Well, I'm off. I'll be back later." she smiled, twisting the cap back onto her water bottle. Her mother nodded, not looking up from her coupon cutting. "Okay, Sweetie. Have fun." she spoke to Cameron as if she was a young girl. This caused another eye roll, but she placed a kiss on her mother's cheek before walking over to the door. "Love you!" she shouted before leaving the house.
The brunette took the short walk around to the Maison Rose, where she pulled open the door and casually stepped inside. She frowned softly. It wasn't that much cooler than outside, and Cameron was glad she'd brought her water with him. She closed the door behind her and walked around a bit, wondering where everyone was. It wasn't long before she found Freya sweeping away. She smiled softly and leaned against the wall slightly. "Good morning." she gave a friendly smile, looking down at her room before standing up straight. "Did you want any help with that?" she asked kindly. Of course Cameron offered to help. She quite liked Freya. She was so kind, and she could only imagine how hard it was to clean up after a bunch of people while paying for damages and whatnot. That probably explained the heat inside the building. Cameron couldn't not offer to help.
[[OutOfColour: Eh. Sorry, this isn't very good. It's kinda long and rambly.. Her outfit is in the middle image at the bottom (: ]]