camden

Taking pictures is savoring life intensely.Camden Alexander Roth, 22 years old. A photography student and a bartender at The Cheesecake Factory. Seattle City is my home.

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[camdenroth]

sometimes I feel useless but then I remember I breathe out carbon dioxide for plants

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I’m awake, so you don’t have to try and be so quiet… I’m just having a really hard time adjusting to the sight of a cast on my leg right now.

[camdenroth]

"S-Sorry. It's okay, it's just a cast.. It'll come off and your leg will be good as new eventually." Camden said with a shrug. "I think you still look great, cast and all..."

[wyattgibson]

"Hey — do you mind picking up my cellphone for me? It fell out of my pocket and, well, I can’t really bend down to get it." Roman blushed, looking down at the cast on his wrist and the crutches he was using to get around. His ribs were broken to the point of him needed crutches on top of tight bandages. It sucked — especially when he had to wear a suit every day. 

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[camdenroth]

Camden stared at the injured man and smiled. "Yeah sure, it's no problem." He reached down to pick up the phone and handed it over to the injured man. "Let me guess... Earthquake?"

[celbarnes]

Maybe if you didn’t move around and work so much, your sutures wouldn’t open — you need to be careful.

[camdenroth]

It's kind of hard to not move your face. Sorry, I'll try to be more careful from now on.

[lolarobinsonx]

Okay, pretty please someone take some of this cake off my hands. If I keep it, i’ll end up as round as a house. I promise it’s not some sadistic trick; just had a cake tasting today for a young couple and there’s quite the sampling still left untouched. 

[camdenroth]

Cake? Did you say cake? Don't mind if I do. I'm getting real sick of this hospital food so I will gladly take some cake off your hands. If you ever have more, I'm sure the patients here would appreciate it. The pudding here is probably the only really tasty thing they serve, even the bread tastes a little funky.

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I’ve survived a lot of things, and I’ll probably survive this.

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I repost this every time it comes up on my dash. Because I need this reminder several times a day.

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"I Bet My Life" by Imagine Dragons

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Where Is My Mind? || Vera&Camden

It had been a week, a solid seven days that Vera had been trapped in her room, in bed. In truth for the majority of those days she had been unconscious. But still, even after finally coming too, she was still forced to be confined to it. As much as she wished she could just get up and walk out it wasn’t that simple, nothing ever is for her. Her leg was broken and now in a cast, sure crutches could always be an option since it’s only one leg. But then there was also the fact of her stomach still healing from surgery, and as the doctor had told her, anything strenuous could cause them to tear right back open. If she had to get up for any necessary reason, then she had no other choice but to ask the nurse for help. And the last thing she needed was them being around her anymore than they needed to. So she had been limiting the need to get up, however much she could. And what was worse, was that her brother felt the need to guard her every second that he was in the room. Laying there with her eyes closed as she tried to sleep, which hadn’t been so easy for here. Hell nothing was easy for her anymore. Every time she tried she’d end up having some horrific nightmare, or just end up tossing and turning. Although not such much that since moving around was pretty limited. Javier was sitting in the chair next to her bed watching something on his phone, and of course didn’t have headphones on so the volume was turned up all the way. The sound was piercing her ears, bad enough they rang all the time, but add noise sensitivity and it was just hell. Opening her eyes she glanced over at him fixated on the small screen held up. “C-can you…turn…turn it down?” Vera asked in her usual frustrated tone. He looked up at her rather quickly and began lowering the volume at once. “Sorry.” At his response she just blinked a couple times before going back to her attempt at sleep.

After a few minutes it became apparent that even lowered the volume was still posing as a problem for the Latina and she just let out a frustrated noise. At this the male simply just turned off the phone and got up from his seat walking closer to her bed. Vera stared up at him puzzled before he began talking. “I’m gonna go out and let you get some rest okay Vee?” He was doing it again, speaking to her extra slowly. It made Vera feel like a toddler who didn’t understand simple commands. Yes maybe it took her more time now to focus and reply to people, but it didn’t mean she was stupid. However that’s how it felt when he spoke to her, and he was obvious to it. Javi thought he would just be more helpful to her this way so she could catch on quicker. “Are you gonna be okay while I’m gone?” The girl didn’t even bother to try and reply to him, she just looked the other way and waited for him to leave the room. And once he did, she was now again left alone with her own thoughts. This wasn’t so much a good thing either, because her thoughts were currently too scattered. Not one of them was happy, and all Vera could really think was how much she didn’t want to be there. She was getting tired of being stuck inside this broken body and mind and it wasn’t going to get better anytime soon. Half the time she just wanted to scream but couldn’t, because she didn’t have the strength to. The depression was slowly but surely creeping up and taking it’s toll on her. She had been glaring at the ceiling, when she heard the door to the room open again, hoping it wasn’t the doctor coming to check on her for the…well unknown time today. It could have been her brother coming back, but unlikely since he wouldn’t till later. Wait—did he say he was coming back later? The Latina couldn’t even remember specifically, just that he was going to let her rest. Vera grabbed the side of her bed with her good hand, and sat up a little, waiting for whoever it was to appear in front of her.

[camdenroth]

Since he arrived to the hospital on Christmas, Camden had been spending every second worrying about everyone else but himself. He would go from room to room, checking in on his siblings. He refused to leave the hospital unless it was to get clothes for Adrian, food for Isaac, or magazines for Lily. Whatever they needed, he wouldn't hesitate to go and retrieve it for his siblings. He'd also stop in and check on a few friends to make sure they were doing alright, he was going all around the hospital keeping himself preoccupied with everyone else's needs rather than focusing on what he needed in order to recover. On the outside Camden appeared alright, slight bruising and a cut on his face but physically he was fine. On the inside, Camden was dealing with much more. It's been days since he had a good nights sleep. Every time he closed his eyes he'd get flashbacks from that night and what was worse was when he started to fall asleep he'd wake up in a panic due to his nightmares. Time and time again he'd see Hallie and Nina lying on the floor as they were trapped in the dark elevator, the image played in his mind repeatedly. He could still smell the iron and sweat that filled the tight spaced elevator. It was actually a very large elevator, it could fit a decent amount of people but the elevator felt pretty damn small when two out of the three people on it were lying on the ground fighting for their life. Since the accident he also hadn't been able to go on an elevator, he was avoiding it at all cost which was a cruel joke when all his loved once were on completely different floors. The young man was sitting at a chair besides Isaac's hospital bed talking with him and keeping him company until Isaac dozed off into a deep sleep. "Lucky." Camden muttered enviously as he stared at Isaac snoring. The young man yawned loudly, of course he was tired but sleeping frightened him way too much. He stood up and started heading out towards the hallway, he wanted to grab a Coca-Cola at the vending machine towards the end of the hall. Some caffeine and sugar could probably help keep him awake for a bit longer, unforunately for Camden the Coca-Cola wouldn't help him with hide the dark circles under his eyes or his night terrors.

The blonde man reached his hand into the vending machine to grab his plastic bottle of Coca-Cola, he took a step to the side before he uncapped the bottle and took a long sip. It was refreshing and tasty, the cold carbonation definitely woke him up a bit. As he slowly started to make his way back to Isaac's room at the end of the hallway he took his time and took a look at each of the passing rooms, most of them were empty but there was one in particular that had a familiar face. He saw through the small rectangular window in the middle of the door that Vera Reyes was on the opposite side. He opened the door slowly and poked his head in. "Can I come in?" He asked although he wasn't waiting for a response, Camden showed himself in right away. His eyes quickly looked at the woman's face, she wasn't in any good condition that's for sure. The young man puckered his lips hesitating but eventually spat it out, "You look like hell but you also look really good for being a patient. Keep it up." Camden grinned mischievously knowing his teasing manner probably threw Vera off completely. After being surrounded by ill and injured people Camden decided he wouldn't sugar coat stuff like that especially since he felt like it lightened up the mood considering how serious everything really was. "Want some Coca-Cola?" Camden asked as he took a step closer towards the bed. He couldn't help but notice Vera's speech. Clearly it was Vera Reyes, but her speech was different.. slower. He wanted to ask her what happened to her that night and if this was just temporary but part of him wondered if Vera even noticed she appeared a bit slower in her speech. Perhaps she wasn't even aware of it and truth be told Camden did not want to be the one that broke the news to her so instead he just smiled. "What have you been doing? Just sitting here watching TV or something?" The blond man took a look around her room and quickly realized that Vera was all alone. "Have you been here alone this whole time?" He blurted out, concerned. Once again he became concerned about somebody else's well-being rather than trying to figure out how the hell he'd ever get to sleep, how he'd manage to go on an elevator ever again, or how he'd be able to face Hallie and baby Nina since their last encounter in the elevator. "I can stay here with you for a bit, keep you company."

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I’m what time and consequence have made me. Sit back and watch the world explode.

[camdenroth]

"Hey."

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"We should totally do that though, imagine how funny it would be." She chuckled at the thought, although she would be way too mannered to even do it. "That’s good to hear, uh but you were there as well, right? I’m glad to see you didn’t get hurt." A small smile spread across her lips. "It’s alright, I already got a dose of morphine in me, it should be working soon. Please make sure I’m not getting addicted to that stuff. I was just stuck under some stuff, nothing too serious." She played it off, shrugging her thin shoulders slightly. "Though I fractured my rib, first time I actually broke a bone."

[camdenroth]

"Yeah, yeah I was.. unfortunately. The earthquake hit all over Seattle, it's really sad." He added in. "Morphine? Well damn, you must be feeling pretty good then. I'll be sure to keep an eye out, I'll look up the symptoms of a morphine addict just to make sure I can keep you in check." He slightly smirked, he couldn't imagine Cathleen become an addict but he would certainly look out for her. "That sounds awful, I'm sorry. You did? Ouch. I can't even imagine how painful that's got to be. How long is it going to take to heal?"

[camdenroth]

"Hey."

[hol--rose]

"Ahh so you just wanted to palm the flowers off on someone? Thinking you actually cared, well never!" Hollie said with a laugh, "It’s a really sweet gesture though, thank you." She nodded her head with a shrug, "Neither have I…but it doesn’t look all that fun when you see it all on the TV, right?" She shrugged her shoulders a little bit and looked at the flowers as he set them down. She pushed herself up a little, being careful not to let herself slip with her left hand, "How are you though?" 

[camdenroth]

"You're welcome," He smiled. "I haven't even watched TV, I don't want to.. I'm not sure that I really want to see it all again after we've all experienced it." He cleared his throat before he puckered his lips, not exactly knowing to what to say. "I'm fine. Can't complain. How are you? Hopefully your hand gets better and we can dance the Macarena eventually."

[camdenroth]

"Hey."

[averyhendricks]

Avery nodded, following his instruction as best she could, most of her focus was going to getting used to being on these crutches. “Cam, why did you come in my room with flowers like that? I mean why did you really?”, she asked, glancing over at him with a pointed look.

[camdenroth]

The young man rolled his eyes, "I told you. There's a flower stand downstairs, all the money goes towards helping people that were affected by the Earthquake so I bought a few. Can't people just make a nice gesture without being questioned?"