Driving a Getaway Car

@cameroncxrter

Cameron || 28 || Car enthusiast || lover of music || doer of gay shit

78 posts

charlxttelabouff

the festival was the pick me up the town needed. everyone felt happier enjoying themselves with everything that was on offer. charlotte herself had been nothing short of ecstatic all day. wandering into a swarm of bubbles people were blowing her way, she beamed and popped a few with her finger.

"all of this never gets old"

@happieststarters

Cameron had practically sweat through her flannel -truly a poor choice, but she thought it was going to be cooler- and thus had opted to tie it to her waist. She was looking down, and there for didn't see the bubble storm she was about to walk into. One popped right in her eye as she heard someone getting quite excited over all of it.

"Really? I mean, I guess it is pretty fun, minus the temporary blindness."

#c: lottie #happiestevent16

Cameron was excited; she hadn't been to a carnival in ages, it felt like. They had some time to kill before Bailey and Shock went on, and there were plenty of rides and games calling their names. Walking side by side with Misty, Cameron looked around at all of the different things they could do, and hummed quietly to herself.

"I'm not really hungry yet, but there's plenty of stuff to do. What do you think?"

@mistyxmorning

#c: misty #happiestevent16

Heathers (1988) dir. Michael Lehmann

@shock-borror

ellasweetfontainex

Defying gravity

The world knew Ella Fontaine as many things, but there were still corners of herself she kept carefully tucked away. One of those secrets was her voice—clear, powerful, and effortlessly suited to the soaring melodies of pop rock. It wasn't something she flaunted. It simply belonged to the quieter parts of her.

So when the opening chords of a song she knew by heart burst through the speakers, instinct took over before self-consciousness could. With her daughter perched happily on her shoulders, Ella sang along, laughter woven between every lyric. There was no audience in her mind—only the music, the little girl giggling above her, and a moment that felt wonderfully free.

Then James appeared beside her, holding out the microphone with an encouraging smile.

Her eyes widened.

"Oh—no, I couldn't..."

But Dandelion looked at her with such eager excitement that refusing suddenly felt impossible. Heat rushed to Ella's cheeks as she accepted the microphone with hesitant hands. Drawing a steadying breath, she let herself sing.

The notes came effortlessly, rich and warm, carrying far beyond the crowd. For a few fleeting moments, her nerves melted away, replaced by the familiar comfort of the melody. Mother and daughter sang together, their voices blending into something joyful enough to earn smiles from everyone close enough to hear.

As the chorus ended, James reclaimed the microphone and returned to the stage, leaving Ella standing there in stunned silence.

Only then did the realization hit her.

She covered her burning face with one hand and let out a soft, mortified laugh.

"Oh my..." she muttered beneath her breath, shaking her head. "That was embarrassing."

@happieststarters

Cameron had clearly seen and heard what had just happened, like everyone else around. However, she failed to see what would be so embarrassing about that. "What do you mean? It's not like you can't sing, and besides, this is supposed to be a fun event, not a talent show." Shrugging, she offered a sympathetic smile.

"If it was fun for you, then it shouldn't feel embarrassing. I don't think anyone else sees it that way."

#c: ella #happiestevent16

TELL ME LIES | 3.04 | Fix Me Up, Girl

@mistyxmorning

#musings;#sugarcrash;

Laughter bubbled out of Hiro. “I’ll let you know if I ever need a consultant for that.” With her permission, Hiro quickly took a seat nearby. It’d be rude to just go back to coding now, wouldn’t it? Not that he’d be able to get much done on mobile anyways.

She blinked and nodded. “Robotics major, this’ll be the last year ‘til I graduate. It’s a lot of fun, mostly because I get to make a lot of fun robots. Oh, I can show you some if you’d like? Dunno if they’re as interesting as cars but I think they’re pretty cool.”

Unlike some people at the garage, Cameron actually enjoyed conversing with the people who came in. It just so happened that GoGo did seem to like this one particular person. But, it was a rather slow day, and Cameron didn't have much better to do other than stand around, so she figured she might as well be friendly. "Ah, right, right. I don't know much about robots, but I'll gladly give them a shot."

Hiro seemed alright, in her eyes. A little young, but then again, who was she to judge? "I'm sure they're really cool," she added, smiling at her. Grabbing a water out of the small fridge behind the counter, Cameron thought for a second and got another, offering it to him. "You thirsty? She might be a while."

Cameron wasn't really sure what to make of this sudden invitation to go to Evangeline's. One thing was for sure, and that was that Cameron knew damn well Misty didn't just happen to have reservations. She would bet money on that. Still, it was kind of thrilling to be asked on a Valentine's day date. Of course, she was assuming, but felt that it was safe to do so, in this context. It had been a while since she needed to dress up for something, but she wanted to look nice. A dress was too weird, but jeans were obviously too informal.

Ultimately, she'd decided that black jeans were fine, and so she paired it with a black tank top and a red leather jacket. Formal and seasonally appropriate, yet still her. And of course, the black combat boots were a must. Once she was dressed, she grabbed her keys and headed out the door. Meeting at the restaurant had made sense when they originally agreed, though she was sort of wishing now that she'd offered to pick Misty up. Ah well, she thought as she got in her car and headed over.

@mistyxmorning

Misty had spent most of the afternoon tearing through her closet trying to find something to wear. What does one even wear to a valentine's day date at a fancy restaurant with a woman who you aren't even dating. Before she could second guess herself too much, she chose a pair of high waisted black flowy pants, a lace tank top with a red silk button down shirt. She put the outfit on opting to tie the front of the shirt instead of buttoning it. She wore her hair down in its usual beachy waves. She paired the outfit with her black Doc Martens. She had gotten her nails done the day before, a rich shiny dark oxblood color which she matched with her lip stain of the same shade.

Truth be told, she was nervous. She'd been on dates before, many dates even. But this was Cameron, her friend who she had been orbiting around like a nervous gay satellite for months. Before she could overthink it, she finished getting ready and headed off to Evangeline's to meet Cameron.

Cameron had pulled up to Evangeline's a little before seven. She texted Misty that she was here, and was going to go in and wait for her. Hopefully she'd gotten there first, but she had to assume so, since she had texted first. It was a bit cold out, seeing as it was February, but she managed her way inside perfectly fine. The restaurant was gorgeous, inside and out, and definitely packed. Luckily it didn't feel overwhelming, though, which was good. Once inside, she checked her phone for the time again, and sat down to wait, not wanting to be in the way of other parties who were ready to be sat.

It didn't take long before she looked up and saw Misty walking in. At first, Cameron smiled, happy to see her. Then she realized what Misty was wearing, and couldn't help but drop her jaw a bit. "Wow... you look amazing. Now I feel significantly underdressed," she chuckled.

Misty had been standing off to the side of the host stand near the front doors of Evangeline’s. She turned when she heard Cam’s voice. Her face immediately lit up as she turned to Cameron.

“Hey yourself” she said with a smile.

“You look great” she said tucking a strand of hair behind her own ear.

She walked over to Cameron and wrapped her in a hug. Before turning to the host stand and giving her name.

For some reason, the hug caught her off guard, and she stumbled a bit to return the gesture. Hopefully Misty didn’t think twice about it. “Thanks. I uh— wasn’t sure what the dress code was, but I think I’ll be fine. I mean, hell, I saw a guy wearing socks and sandals over there, and they let him in.”

With a light laugh, Cameron stuck her hands in her pockets and followed behind Misty and the hostess as she beckoned both girls to follow her. All of the tables had been decorated for the occasion, which she thought was rather cute. When they sat, Cameron folded her hands on the table and looked up at Misty. “So how do you know the manager again?”

#sugarcrash #/mobile

Cameron wasn't really sure what to make of this sudden invitation to go to Evangeline's. One thing was for sure, and that was that Cameron knew damn well Misty didn't just happen to have reservations. She would bet money on that. Still, it was kind of thrilling to be asked on a Valentine's day date. Of course, she was assuming, but felt that it was safe to do so, in this context. It had been a while since she needed to dress up for something, but she wanted to look nice. A dress was too weird, but jeans were obviously too informal.

Ultimately, she'd decided that black jeans were fine, and so she paired it with a black tank top and a red leather jacket. Formal and seasonally appropriate, yet still her. And of course, the black combat boots were a must. Once she was dressed, she grabbed her keys and headed out the door. Meeting at the restaurant had made sense when they originally agreed, though she was sort of wishing now that she'd offered to pick Misty up. Ah well, she thought as she got in her car and headed over.

@mistyxmorning

Misty had spent most of the afternoon tearing through her closet trying to find something to wear. What does one even wear to a valentine's day date at a fancy restaurant with a woman who you aren't even dating. Before she could second guess herself too much, she chose a pair of high waisted black flowy pants, a lace tank top with a red silk button down shirt. She put the outfit on opting to tie the front of the shirt instead of buttoning it. She wore her hair down in its usual beachy waves. She paired the outfit with her black Doc Martens. She had gotten her nails done the day before, a rich shiny dark oxblood color which she matched with her lip stain of the same shade.

Truth be told, she was nervous. She'd been on dates before, many dates even. But this was Cameron, her friend who she had been orbiting around like a nervous gay satellite for months. Before she could overthink it, she finished getting ready and headed off to Evangeline's to meet Cameron.

Cameron had pulled up to Evangeline's a little before seven. She texted Misty that she was here, and was going to go in and wait for her. Hopefully she'd gotten there first, but she had to assume so, since she had texted first. It was a bit cold out, seeing as it was February, but she managed her way inside perfectly fine. The restaurant was gorgeous, inside and out, and definitely packed. Luckily it didn't feel overwhelming, though, which was good. Once inside, she checked her phone for the time again, and sat down to wait, not wanting to be in the way of other parties who were ready to be sat.

It didn't take long before she looked up and saw Misty walking in. At first, Cameron smiled, happy to see her. Then she realized what Misty was wearing, and couldn't help but drop her jaw a bit. "Wow... you look amazing. Now I feel significantly underdressed," she chuckled.

Cameron wasn't really sure what to make of this sudden invitation to go to Evangeline's. One thing was for sure, and that was that Cameron knew damn well Misty didn't just happen to have reservations. She would bet money on that. Still, it was kind of thrilling to be asked on a Valentine's day date. Of course, she was assuming, but felt that it was safe to do so, in this context. It had been a while since she needed to dress up for something, but she wanted to look nice. A dress was too weird, but jeans were obviously too informal.

Ultimately, she'd decided that black jeans were fine, and so she paired it with a black tank top and a red leather jacket. Formal and seasonally appropriate, yet still her. And of course, the black combat boots were a must. Once she was dressed, she grabbed her keys and headed out the door. Meeting at the restaurant had made sense when they originally agreed, though she was sort of wishing now that she'd offered to pick Misty up. Ah well, she thought as she got in her car and headed over.

@mistyxmorning

#/belated valentines day lmao #c: misty

Text: Oh Kronk and I go way back.

Text: Reservation is for 7

Text: Seven, got it. Text: See you then

#t: misty #c: misty

At the very much unneeded but somehow also needed confirmation that the other was not GoGo, Hiro pocketed his phone. No need to show a stranger his barely comprehensible plans. Oh! Right! Introductions. “Hiro, GoGo’s my friend.”

It was in that moment that Hiro realised just how out of place she was in this place. He fiddled with her hoodie strings as she realised continuing to walk to the counter was probably a better idea than just standing here. She shook her head. “Unless you’ve got the secrets to the speediest—hm, well, maybe not the speediest but close—code, I don’t think you can.”

She glanced at that same clock, making a mental note of the time so he didn’t make this same mistake. “Forty five minutes, got it. I don’t suppose I can just sit and wait for her?”

When they introduced themselves, Cameron nodded. She was almost positive that she'd heard the name before. They were some kind of science genius, from what she remembered. "Oh yeah, okay, I got it. Yeah, coding isn't really my thing, but if you need info on speed, I can give it to you in the form of cars," she joked.

"Hey, you've got free will, don't let me stop you. As long as you're not in the way, that's cool with me," Cameron agreed. She didn't see any reason that Hiro couldn't stay. It was slow in the shop anyway. "You're a science major, right? What are you currently working on?"

since the break up with babette, victor had doubled down on his gym time to keep himself preoccupied. even with sultan running around, the house was too quiet. with his second gym trip of the day in full swing, victor finished up his run on the treadmill and headed over towards the water station to rehydrate.

@happieststarters

Cameron hadn't gotten to work out in a while, but now that the holidays were over, and her life was getting back to normal, she was back in the gym. She was about to head over to the lockers, when she saw a familiar face. "Oh, hey Victor, how's it going?"

Text: Yes, the food is amazing. I have a table for two. I'm best friends with the chef, Kronk. I knew it would be busy, so I got a table for two.

Text: Oh shit— I didn't realize you had "connections" Text: Yeah, sure; what time?

Text: Want to go to Evangeline's with me? Like together.

Text: Wait, really? Isn't that place like, really popular? They're probably gonna have a long wait list

[text]: Saturday night, do you have plans yet?

@cameroncxrter

Text: uhhh... no, I don't think so. why?

Top 5 fave things?

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@princessphillipamontague

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