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Home Sweet Apartment; Camden't home base
Topic Started: Mon May 11, 2009 8:39 pm (41 Views)
Camden St. James	Mon May 11, 2009 8:39 pm Post #1
Posts: 147 Group: Hunters Member #57 Joined: Apr 29, 2009	Camden walked in the door and threw his duffle on the floor in the living room. He looked around the room and thanked his lucky stars he had a maid that came in twice a week when he was gone. He would hate to see the dust if he didn't have her doing that job of keeping the place dust free and clean. He undressed in his room which was at the end of the not to long hall. He had done a prelminary check after he came in. He had salted the place as soon as he came in because he couldn't let the maid see the salt while he was gone. He took a quick hot shower then noticed he had a text on his phone. He smiled when he saw it was from Nikki. He wrote down the cemetery name then thought he better get the jump and try to get there ahead of time. He dried off and dressed but just before he was going to leave he got a call from his sister, Liz. She was in the mood to rant about her boyfriend, not that it was him whom she usually called but for some reason her twin and best friend were unavailable. Camden listened, but only half way as he put the phone on the dresser on speaker so he could get his shoes on. He could only shake his head as she went on and on. He was out the door a few minutes later, cell in hand his sister still talking about what he, was unsure but she just needed a sounding board anyway. He was glad to be there for her but at time she was quite selfish though since they rarely spoke it was okay with him at least he had a chance to hear her voice, he thought. He got in his truck and went to get gas as his sister rambled on. ------meeting Nikki at the cemetery---- Edited by Camden St. James, Tue May 12, 2009 6:43 pm.



Camden St. James	Tue May 12, 2009 6:05 pm Post #2
Posts: 147 Group: Hunters Member #57 Joined: Apr 29, 2009	Camden arrived back at his apartment a half hour later after stopping for tacos. He sat down at his table in the kitchen and reached in the refrigerator to grab his hot salsa. Taco Bell sauce was the sucky kind he hated so he never even bothered to get the little packets. He also reached in to get a beer to go with his to go meal. He kicked his shoes off under the table and began to eat a few seconds later. He couldn't help but to think about Nikki. He was very glad that he had arrived in time to help her out. He sighed heavily as he considered how things might have turned out if he hadn't shown up when he did. Nikki was a girl he wanted to get to know but also someone who obviously needed his expertise. It felk kind of good to have someone around that he could teach what he had learned from Pops. Ten minutes later he was throwing away his bag when he thought he might need to check on Nikki, she had to bruised a bit from her fall. Camden calls Nikki here. Edited by Camden St. James, Tue May 12, 2009 6:10 pm.



Camden St. James	Tue May 12, 2009 6:39 pm Post #3
Posts: 147 Group: Hunters Member #57 Joined: Apr 29, 2009	Nikki called back later and told him she wanted to meet the next day at Pizza Shuttle at noon. Camden laughed to himself. He was glad she wasn't a woman to beat around the bush. He took himself a shower and lay down in his bed as she prepared to sleep. His door were salted again his knife was under his pillow and everything was locked up tight. He took a deep breath and hoped to have nice dreams about Nikki instead of his usual nightmares about the night all his friends were killed by the ghost. He could always hope. He was lucky that night because he did have interesting dreams about a blonde haired woman that like to kiss him in ways he hadn't experienced in years. He smiled as he turned over in his sleep. AT Pizza Shuttle for Lunch Edited by Camden St. James, Tue May 12, 2009 6:49 pm.



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