Camila Alvarez

[camila-alvarez]

BASICS

Full Name: Camila Liliana Alvarez

Nickname: Cam, Cami, Alvarez

Age: 33

DOB: May 6th 1990

Parents: Josefina Alvarez (mother)

Siblings: 

Hair color: Chestnut

Eye color: Dark Brown

Piercings: Ears (both lobes, left helix, right daith and right forward helix) and belly button.

Tattoos:  A honeybun (her forearm) Her sons name

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Occupation: Owner of Half Moon Bay Bakery & Café

BIOGROPHY

tw: cheating, death, artificial insemination & pregnancy

Josefina Alvarez had never been one for relationships and love. Growing up she had watched her mother be dependent on a man who eventually left her alone with nothing but a child to care for. Despite her distaste for men Josefina had always dreamed of having a large family so she turned to adoption. Adoption was how Camila's first three siblings came to be. However as time went on new methods were introduced for single parents to have children, thus was how Camila was born. Camila was the first 'test tube' baby of the family with three younger siblings to come in the following years.

Despite wanting a large family her mother dropped the ball in the aspect of family life. She always ensured that her children were taken care of and never wanted for anything the way that she had as a child. However it was due to that exact drive that left her children without a mother most nights. Dance recitals and ball games left unattended because there was no other parent to pick up the slack. Luckily the family had their abuela to pick up the slack as best she could. Liliana Alvarez was the definition of a sweetheart. The women would stretch herself thin to ensure that each child was given the attention that they deserved. Although Camila loves her mother she likes to think that it was her grandmother who shaped her into the kind and courageous women that she is today.

In school Camila was a bit of a loner. She didn't participate in many school clubs or sports because what was the point when no one would show up? That labeled her a bit of an outcast among the other students. However her freshman year in high school was when things turned around socially for her. She began to hang out with a small group of kids who were quick to welcome her into the fold. Throughout the years those relationships only strengthened until Senior year when the 'leader' of the group seemed to disappear, the small group slowly drifting apart not long after.

It wasn't until Camila was in her early twenties, and going on a bit of a bender, that their paths crossed once again. Hunter Calhoun, just as devilish and charming as she had remembered. It didn't take long for her to fall for the man although in the back of her head she had known it to be a terrible idea. Despite knowing better she found herself running to his aid the moment he needed it, stitching up wounds from a fight or even bailing him out a time or two when he called.

However their friendship soon turned to more and she found herself falling head over heals for the man. Planning a future that in hindsight he had never fully signed up for. Perhaps that was the reason she had forgiven him so quickly when the news had reached her that he had been cheating. She didn't ask any questions when he had come clean, wanting instead to forget it ever happened and not obsess over the who or why. Besides it was easier to convince herself that it was simply a one time thing at that point. However it wasn't and it was something that continued to happen. She began to obsess over it, loosing sleep whenever the man wasn't home thinking of all the possibilities.

It was due to that exact reason that she decided to call the whole thing off. She loved the man more than anything but if he couldn't commit to her than he was simply holding her back from the things she wanted and deserved in life. Although she knew the relationship wasn't headed anywhere the pull she felt towards him was still so strong and she found herself in his bed on more than one occasion after the breakup. One of those nights had been the last straw for her and she had packed up her things and left town, knowing that she could never move on with the man in such close proximity.

Despite doing her best to rid herself of the man life had another idea. A month after the move she found out that she was pregnant and there was only one person who could be the baby's father. However still angry at him and assuming that he wouldn't be able to put his old ways aside she decided not to reach out. A year or so after the baby's birth however her guilt began to eat away at her. Not only at the fact that she was keeping Hunter's son from him but as a daughter who grew up without her own father her heart hurt for their son. So she packed up and moved back to Half Moon Bay, taking over her grandmothers bakery and deciding how in the world she was supposed to break such news to Hunter.

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[hunter-calhoun]

It was hard on Hunter to even look at Camila now and know how much he had screwed up her life at one point. She deserved better than someone who couldn't fucking keep it in his pants. She deserved a man who was one hundred percent in on her and who loved her more than anything else in the world. Hunter had tried to be that guy but something in him was just broken and he knew it. "I just wish I coulda done things different. I think about that a lot." He admitted with a sigh and looked away from her for a minute. What was he even doing? Trying to reconcile something? That didn't make no damn sense.

"Of course, you go do your thing. I'm always around and my number's the same so you can call me up any time you want." He had a sneaking suspicion that she wasn't gonna call but he wouldn't say that. "Nice to meet you too little guy." He held up his fist to bump with the toddler before he thought that he wasn't sure babies knew about fist bumping. "I'll see ya around, Cami."

End.

[hunter-calhoun]

"Well hey now, I never said it was boring." Hunter chuckled and folded his arms over his chest, leaning back and hoping that she was checking out his biceps, at least a little. "I'm just really hoping to grow up more every day and try to be someone I can be proud of. I ain't done much right in my life and I wanna change that. I don't wanna be the guy who fucks up everything he touches." He immediately caught the swear word coming out of his mouth and glanced to the kid who didn't seem to be paying attention. He hoped. "Sorry..." He smiled sheepishly.

It was hard to look at her right now and not feel like she was the one who got away. Because she was. Camila had been all he ever wanted but there was nothing in him that could do it right. Hunter had no example of love to look at and understand. His family was a wreck and Camila had known that from the start. The day he told her that she couldn't meet his mama cause she wasn't around and he hadn't seen his dad in twenty years it was clear that nothing in Hunter's life was normal. "Look Cami..." The way her nickname sounded on his lips was so familiar, he missed it. "I know you should hate me. And I hope you spent some of the last three years doin' that cause I know I deserve it. But god damn it's good to see you again." He reached across the table and took her hand for a minute. "And I'm really glad you're doin' well."

I missed you. But those words didn't leave his heart this time.

[camila-alvarez]

Camila was happy to hear that the man was working on himself. Despite everything that had happened between the two of them she never wished him any ill will. She loved the man, still to this day even if being with him wasn't in the cards. "I'm glad to hear that." She spoke and she hoped that he could heat the sincerity in her voice. Hunter wasn't a bad guy and considering the type of upbringing he had it was a miracle that he had turned out as well as he had. Going into the relationship she had known full well he lacked in certain areas, her problem had been believing that she could 'fix' him or teach him how to settle down, something that wasn't her responsibility.

She knew that he had tried though, and she knew that the man did love or, or at least had at one point. That had been the reason it had become so hard for her to let go, the reason that she had to move away in order to prevent herself from falling back into the continuous loop of forgiving him only to be hurt again. It was easy to walk away from someone who was heartless but it was hard walking away from someone who had the biggest heart in the world but had simply never been taught how to correctly use it.

Camila's heart skipped a beat as the nickname left the older males lips, so effortlessly as if there hadn't been years in between the last time he had spoken it. However that was nothing in comparison to how her heart nearly stopped all together in her chest the moment his hand met hers. "I never hated you." She started before allowing a small chuckle to leave her lips "Alright maybe the first year or so I had some harsh feelings towards you." She admitted. Leaving out the fact that it was due to those feelings that there was a two year old sitting in her lap that she hadn't reached out about even though she had his phone number.

She wanted to admit to him now the secret she had kept, the words on the tip of her tongue. However before she could get the words out her phone began to ring. She apologized before answering. After a moment of fast talking and her telling the person on the other end to calm down she hung up, standing from her seat and pulling out a few bills for the chicken nuggets that hadn't quite arrived yet. "I have to go, emergency at the bakery but I would definitely like to talk some more?" She spoke. It wasn't an attempt to make any concrete plans more so informing the man that she would reach out now that she was back in town.

[joaquinni]

camila certainly wasnt the first woman who had thought he was hitting on her and he was sure she wouldnt be the last. he actually enjoyed the previous interaction, it gave him a little laugh that he needed tonight. he couldnt help but let out a chuckle at her comment. "unfortunately for the both of us i dont accept tips.. but my staff does so to make up from your ass behavior make sure to leave a them a good tip, yeah?" he gave her a small grin.

joaquinn was a little confused at her comment but he nodded. "i have zero idea who that is but i can only imagine how awful it is to hear barnyard noises on repeat.. coming here and listening to the weeknd soundtrack is far more enjoyable." he teased. "are you looking for a new job by chance?" he questioned her. then he snorted, "please i dont have many days off. "but not so much."

[camila-alvarez]

Camila couldn't help but chuckle slightly at the mans comment about tipping his staff "Oh honey I've been in the service industry the past three years... I always tip." She reassured him. She used to hate when people wouldn't tip. Chalking it up to bad service or a server with an attitude, meanwhile said server had went above and beyond only to receive attitude. It was one thing she had enjoyed working at the bar she had, she could throw people out and there wasn't a damn thing that they could do about it.

She laughed when Joaquinn was fairly confident that his choice in music beat out barnyard noises. He wasn't wrong in assuming so. She shook her head when he questioned her about looking for a new job "I'm currently a business owner myself Joaquinn... add being a single mother into the mix and the answer would be no." With that being said she could definitely relate to the not having many days off. "You seem like the type who comes in even on his days off." She spoke. Taking another sip of her rum and coke.

[lalitakahn]

camila and lalita were still in the early stages of catching up. she hadnt been back long enough for them to really get to the part where they have talked about it all. lately it had just been a lot of fun and a lot of getting back into old times. lalita had always struggled in handling anything confrontational so she had been putting that talk on the back burner for as long as she could. her attention focused back to camila and she nodded, "i do actually. but i do have a couple of people who work shifts here and thee so i can come and go as i please." she explained. "being an owner means employing others to help."

lalita was completely thrown back in to her previous thoughts when camila had asked her how hunter was. she couldnt help but let out a soft laugh. "he is finally doing better.. or pretending to be." she confessed trying her best to not sound ugly to her. she cared about camila and hunter and didnt want to pick sides in all of it. "can i be honest with you cam?" she asked her. "you know i love you to death and we both know you leaving hurt him.. we dont have to get into any of that because you already know all of it." she explained. "however you have to tell him you are here." she confessed. "because me keeping that from him is killing me. i dont like it, i know it isnt my place to tell him but i cant keep pretending like i dont know you are here." she sighed.

[camila-alvarez]

"And not leaving was hurting me." She spoke shaking her head. She knew that it had hurt Hunter when she left, and in all honesty at the time she hadn't cared. In fact she had hoped that it would hurt at first. That maybe by leaving she could make him hurt the same way that he had been making her hurt in the year leading up to the decision. However that was something that had nothing to do with Lalita. It was a conversation that she would have to have with Hunter at some point and she planned on doing just that... she just wasn't sure when exactly.

However she knew that Lalita was right. She was friends with the both of them, something that Camila had no issue with, however she hadn't realized that in her not informing Hunter of her arrival that she was sorta unintentionally picking sides even though Camila had never told her not to let him know of her return. "I know I know I've just been so busy that the thought sorta just slipped my mind." She sighed, it was a complete lie. She hadn't stopped thinking about how she was going to break both the news of her return and her newest addition to the man. Actively avoiding places that she knew he frequented. "I'll do it though, this week maybe I'll give him a call." She shrugged.

Wanting to redirect the conversation from herself she tried focusing it back on Lalita "Since we've hashed out the conversation of my past relationship how's your love life these days?" She questioned "Any lucky suiters recently or just free love?" She questioned wiggling her eyebrows "I wanna hear all the juicy details that I've missed." She smiled.

[camila-alvarez]

Shooting Star Ranch

Closed @claytoncalhoun

One thing that Camila had always enjoyed about growing up in Half Moon Bay was the access that she had to animals in her youth... something that she had been depriving her son of until now. Yes he was only two years old but she figured the earlier she introduced him to these sort of things the more likely he would be to grow up enjoying it.

That was the reason that she found herself at the ranch currently. She knew first hand that they offered an array of different experiences and although she wasn't entirely sure she up for Elijah riding a horse at this stage she was sure the boy would enjoy being up close to one... or perhaps a pony to start? She found herself walking down a path towards one of the buildings on the property, relieved when she spotted someone with their back to her "Hey... who do I talk to about scheduling some sort of horse visit." She called out, not really sure what else to call it.

[sanem-yavuz]

Sanen had been on the phone when the other walked in and had told her she'd be with her in a few moments and had quickly tried wrapping up the phone call before she turned her attention to the woman she hadn't seen before. "Hi--you're definitely not bothering me at all. I don't mind explaining how it all works." She gave the other a reassuring smile before pulling out a little pamphlet that outlined all the details she was about to go over. "So we do over straight up massages and the prices are here with the time amounts," she paused while she showed that section to the other woman, "but the benefit of a package is, you pay for three massages, get your fourth one free and they never expire." Sanem knew most places would disagree with that business model but she found it working quite well for Little Dipper. "You are free to try out one massage first if you'd like as well and we can always add it to the package plan and make that work for you as well if you wanted."

[camila-alvarez]

Camila couldn't lie the information that the women was giving her was quite surprising. Most businesses made their money out of screwing their customers. Offers expiring right before you were able to claim them, upping prices for things based on if you were a member or not. However this place and this women seemed like they genuine cared about the customer and their experience. "Oh yeah can we do that?" She asked when the women said that she could simply pay for a message and if she was happy with it than they could add it to a package at no extra charge. "I've never had a message." She admitted feeling like she could express that to this women without the fear of being taken advantage of "So I would hate to pay for the whole package and than not use it if it isn't for me you know?" She asked.

[lenakaplan]

Location: Outside Half Moon Bakery & Café Closed starter: @camila-alvarez

Meeting a friend for dinner to catch up, Lena had spent the time walking down memory lane. Or quite literally walking around Half Moon Bay. Too antsy to hole up in her hotel-like home, she'd been craving a quick bite, the faint scent of coffee mixing with salty sea air lured her to Half Moon Bakery and Café. But as the sign and hours clearly stated, she was too late. There went her chance for a quick croissant and pick-me-up caffeine. Just fate telling her she didn't need it, and it was on to the next opportunity.

Lena had turned on a heel to leave, when the sound of the door opening prompted her to turn to see if it was an employee, a joke on the tip of her tongue to ask if there were any leftovers being thrown out, when instead her heart sank to the pit of her stomach as she now faced Camila. Of all the people in the town. Of all the people of the past. Acquaintance turned friend. Friend turned...well, stranger. Friend she'd all but betrayed the moment she'd realized she'd fallen for one of her closest friend's that just so happened to be Camila's then-boyfriend.

"Hey." Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. This was why she left. This was why she came and went--to spare herself from moments like this. Fuck. What else was there to offer? Something. Anything. "I saw the sign, I'm not coming in." Wait, did Camila work here? Or was she a customer? Wait she was back? All in all...a perfect excuse for Lena to continue on her way, knowing Camila more than likely wanted nothing to do with her. Or she was about to be subjected to the consequences of her own actions she deserved.

[camila-alvarez]

Camila had never solely blamed one party or the other in the whole cheating mishap. She wasn't the type of person to place all the blame on 'the other women'. As far as she was concerned both Hunter and Lena were to blame for their actions. However it had seemed easier for her to forgive Hunter, in the moment, than it had been to forgive Lena. Perhaps it had been because she was so blindly in love with Hunter in the moment. Perhaps since the confession had come from Hunter instead of someone she had once considered her best friend had something to do with where their friendship had left off. Perhaps it was easier to cut the women out of her life completely, seeing Hunter while they continued to navigate their relationship already a painful enough reminder of the betrayal the two had thrust upon her.

However as Hunter and her relationship attempted to stay afloat, and he continued to find new women to entertain on the nights she wasn't with him, the hatred she once held for Lena simmered. Although she no longer was angry at her for sleeping with her boyfriend the betrayal and feeling of deceit still remained strong enough for there to be no want to rekindle what once was.

"You wouldn't be able to even if you wanted to." She spoke, twisting the key in the lock of the door "We're closed." was the most she spoke on the matter. She didn't necessarily mean it in a harsh way but at the same time she didn't bother fixing her tone either "Open tomorrow at 8am." She finished off. There were two people that she was worried about running into when deciding to move back and somehow she had managed to bump into both of them in the same week. Although bumping into Hunter was inevitable with the news she had to share with him but Lena had been one that she had hoped to miss all together.

[javier-castillo]

Xena laid down at Javier's feet but her eyes never left the woman with the sandwich and Javier shook his head at her. "I swear she acts like she never gets fed. Girl gets two meals a day, all the treats she could ever want, and sometimes some of my food too. But sure, Xena, put on the puppy dog eyes and beg a stranger for a bite of her sandwich." He smiled and looked up at the woman at the next table over. "But if you wanna pet her pathetic ass you're more than welcome as long as you don't mind a bit of doggie kisses on your hands." Xena was wagging her tail expectantly, her tongue hanging out of her mouth as she panted softly. "She's a full pit. Rescued her because people got it in their minds that pitties are mean dogs and she was abandoned."

[camila-alvarez]

As soon as the man informed her that she was more than welcome to smother the dog with her affection she was patting her leg, signaling that the dog was more than welcome to rejoin her if she so chose "She knows how to work the system well." Camila couldn't help but chuckle "Although it definitely helps that I am a complete sucker." She admitted. She frowned when Javier informed her of the animals back story "Well I'm glad that she has someone like you to come around and save her from such a misconception." She sighed shaking her head "I don't understand how people can create a belief system that is so narrow headed... a golden retriever is just as likely to attack you as a pitbull... it all depends on who is raising the animal and how they are being treated."

[kimxsiwoo]

"I know I can." Sam didn't want to seem full of himself, but his artistic ability was one of his strongest assets and this would be nothing. Especially if she wanted to keep the same concept. "It depends. We wouldn't worry about the size of the sign because my main job would be the logo, which I can design the size of a quarter and make it work for a sign that size. It would be more about what you're wanting the logo to look like."

Trading for his work wasn't usually Sam's favorite thing, it felt like working for exposure, but he did feel bad in this scenario. "We could work out a trade, for sure." He nodded. "Let me just take a picture of this logo then. I think we could work with what you already have and make it look more coherent." Sam snapped a quick photo before handing her his phone. "If you give me your number I can send you what I'm working on and stuff."

[camila-alvarez]

"Honestly anything would be better than this." She sighed "Originally it was just supposed to say 'Half Moon Bakery & Café with a bunch of cute little pastries and coffees scattered around filling up the dead space... obviously you can't tell that from this catastrophe." She laughed because in all honesty if she didn't attempt to laugh it off she might end up crying instead. "However if you wind up coming up with something better in that artist brain of yours than go for it." She shrugged "Honestly the only thing that I am set on is having the name spelled correctly."

Camila was as relieved when Sam agreed to working out some sort of trade. When the man handed her his phone she punched in her name and number. Adding Half Moon Bakery into the notes area of the contact information incase the man had another Camila saved to his phone or forgot altogether why there was now a Camila in his phone. "If you pull this off I'll owe you big time." She admitted handing his device back to him.

[theodawkins-deactivated20230624]

by the time the assumed parent of the child in their arms made her way to them, their racing heart had started recovering already, but the expression in their face was still terrified enough to make them look paler than they were ( and considering how freaking pale they were, that was quite the achievement ) . when the woman finally reached them, theo realized they were still holding the kid and reluctantly, carefully let them go until he was safe and sound in his mother’s arms.    “  damn, mate, he scared the sh—  ”    and again, right in time.    “  he really scared me, came out of nowhere, what the— i— he’s fast, you know ? like, terrifyingly fast. he literally just—  ”    theo tried to explain their experience gesturing wildly with their hands.     “ came out of nowhere !  and was so ready to jump and—  are you okay ?  ”    they asked suddenly, inspecting the young woman in front of them with a gentle sharpness in their blue, soft eyes, yet they couldn't help but keep ranting.    “  do you wanna sit for a moment ? a glass of water maybe ? some sugar ? i mean, i’d be, like, i— i don’t know my legs would be jelly if my son just sprinted from me and into nothing like that—  ”    because yes, they didn’t have a son, but they had a brother that was also a reckless, full of energy toddler they had to take care of once, and if something like this had happened to them back then … yeah, they probably knew a thing or two about how she could be feeling.    “  it’s okay if you need a moment, my house is your house, you know ?  ”    they offered with a smile and a small, almost unnoticeable bow of their head, their arms open showing the still under construction houseboat they were standing on.

[camila-alvarez]

"He is terrifyingly fast isn't he?" She breathed "You know I was against those kid leashes when I first saw them but at this stage in the game I'm beginning to consider one." Camila had taken a moment to look her son over once he was back into her arms safe. The stranger had saved him from the worst case scenario however she still needed to see with her own eyes that he was unharmed. Of course the little boy was completely unfazed by the events that had just unfolded, completely fine while Camila and this angel of a stranger's hearts beat heavily in their chests. She didn't want to inconvenience them by taking them up on the offer of having a seat and water inside of their home however Camila wasn't sure if she could make it back to her car in the moment and assure that her undivided attention remained on her son. Understandably so she was in a wee bit of shock.

"Only if you're sure you wouldn't mind." She spoke after a moment "I mean I wouldn't want to put you out after you've already done so much for me." She spoke... "Although seeing as Elijah wanted to get a closer look at it so badly he nearly through himself off of the peer I'm sure he would gladly have me take you up on that water." She chuckled lightly. It was a chuckle of relief more than amusement in all honesty.

[jasperjsmith]

the hubbub of the store roared in his ears, the grinding of coffee beans and the frothing of milk, idle chatter of brunching mothers and working students. he was sure the other could feel the thundering of his heart through his shirt sleeves. "you—yeah. you're. yes." his words were tangled, and he stared back at the other with blown pupils, tensed at the unfamiliar touch. he had half expected to be slung out of the establishment, called a freak, turfed onto the curb. instead, as he peered through those long lashes, he felt as though the woman who clutched him understood without him needing to speak. "i—yes. i wanted.. i wanted to order."  the few sentences alone visibly perked him up, but the slight smile fell once more as the beeping of machines bled into his skull, the clamouring of kids flooding his mind like an explosion. edged away from the chaos, his heart began to slow. "i'm sorry." jasper mumbled, squeezing shut his eyes once they were away from that damn noise. "you're working. you shouldn't have to."

[camila-alvarez]

Camila smiled at the younger stranger, attempting to calm the nerves that she could practically feel rolling off of him "There's no need to be sorry." She reassured "I sorta own this place so it isn't like I'm going to get into trouble for stepping away for a moment." She reassured him. "I was due for a little break anyways." She shrugged. Once they were situated away from all of the noise she asked "What were you wanting to get?" She asked "I could run out and grab it while you wait here." She offered. Perhaps it was the mother coming out in her or perhaps it was simply the fact that she had always been a decent person but she wanted to assure that the guy felt safe for a moment before venturing back out into the world. "Oh I'm Camila by the way." She added, figuring perhaps he might feel better conversing with someone who wasn't a complete stranger.

[camila-alvarez]

Half Moon Bakery & Cafe

Closed @harpcrkclly

Taking over the bakery the moment she stepped foot back into Half Moon Bay might have been a little bit of a reach but it was something that she had done and she was now committed to not failing. Luckily the employees were all great and none of them harbored any ill feelings on the fact that she had showed up and taken over control, at least if anyone did feel like that they didn't express it openly to her. There was one employee that Camila found herself relying heavily on, Harper. The women seemed to know everything going on with the establishment so any questions that she had Harper was the first person that she found herself going to.

"Thank you so much for opening with me today." Camila spoke as she flipped the chairs of one of the tables down off of the table "Honestly I'm not sure that I could have done it by myself." She admitted. One of her employees had called off with nearly no notice and as much as Camila would have liked to think she could have handled everything on her own the truth was she wasn't yet situated enough or familiar with the process to completely run shop on her own.

[camila-alvarez]

Navio At The Ritz Carlton Hotel

Closed @foster-matty

Camila really tried to stay away from the fancier places that Half Moon Bay had to offer. Growing up under the suffocation of the publics watchful eye was never something that she had appreciated growing up and after moving away she knew for certain wasn't something that she wanted her son growing up in. However when Josefina Alvarez, her mother, informs you that she's holding a family dinner you don't reject. Camila had excused herself from the table, needing a break. She loved her family but sometimes having them all in the same place at once was enough to drive her crazy.

She stepped out of a side door, probably wasn't meant or customers but at the moment she couldn't really give a shit, the moment that ocean air hit her face it was as if all her worries fluttered away. "Hey... could I bum a smoke off you?" She questioned the only other person outside. She didn't make it a habit of smoking but there were rare occasions that she took part in the activity, usually when spending longer than an hour with her family.

When the man turned to actually face her she couldn't help but let out a slight laugh "Holy shit Foster?" She asked, feeling like she knew that face. To be fair it wasn't a face that she could easily forget, especially because she had been slightly mortified the last time she had seen it. She had run into the man during her short time traveling, trying to find a new place to call home, and well the two did what any two good looking single people would do... slept together. However still not over Hunter Camila had embarrassingly broken down afterwards. Despite the awkward situation the two had wound up laughing it off and joking before parting ways. They had exchanged numbers and managed to stay in touch for a bit but eventually they just sorta faded out of each others lives.

[joaquinni]

joaquinn had found a lot of humor in the previous interaction between the stranger and himself. he didn't blame her though he knew how hard it had to be for most people going into bars and being hit on. it had to be annoying and at some point you had to just be a complete asshole. he couldn't fault her for being careful and keeping her guard up. however what she didn't know was that if someone had been bothering her or trying to pick her up in his club they would have easily had been thrown out. joa didn't tolerate bullshit in his club. he wanted the people there to be comfortable and enjoy themselves there.

when it had finally clicked to her that he was the owner he just nodded and fought back a laugh. however the smile grew and grew on his lips letting her how he found the whole ordeal funny. j shook his head, "you don't need to apologize. i get it. i mean i don't go out and have to worry about creeps trying to take me home though i have seen it happen numerous times in front of my eyes. you have to keep your walls up. totally get it." he reassured her.

he rocked on his heels for a moment before crossing his arms. "once i figured out that you thought i was some creep i had to play along. i didn't want you to feel like some asshole after you were doing such a great job being a hard ass." he teased. "you also dont have to apologize for not being into this environment. it isn't for everyone." he commented. "though what i dont understand is what on earth you are doing here if you are so miserable here?" he asked. "camila, noticed. i'm joaquinn and don't mention it. i figured you needed something stronger when you found out who i was."

[camila-alvarez]

Camila was glad that this guy seemed to be pretty laid back and hadn't taken offense to her off putting behavior. It wasn't often that she was wrong about a first impression, that was a complete lie she loved taking a red flag and using Elijah's crayons to color it green but that was beside the point. "Well if you were trying to prevent me from feeling like an ass you've done a pretty shit job... definitely will reflect in your tip for your bar boy service" She informed him before cracking a smile.

"It's not that it isn't my vibe." She spoke as the man questioned her on why she would continue to stick around if she was so miserable. "Honestly?" She asked as she took another sip of her drink. She wasn't sure why exactly she was about to be completely open and vulnerable with this man, perhaps it was because he carried that therapist vibe that most bartenders gave off. "If I had to listen to Miss. Rachel tell me the sounds that a cow makes one more time on a Saturday night my head might explode." She sighed. She wasn't sure if the man even knew who Miss. Rachel was, assuming that he didn't have any children than he more than likely wouldn't but she didn't really feel like expanding on the topic further. "Plus like I said I was a bartender before I had my son... sorta miss the feeling of people watching when they think everyone around them are to plastered to pay them any attention." She shrugged.

"Tell me Joaquinn." She spoke, deciding to turn the conversation off of her and back onto him "You as generous with drinks on your days off?" She asked. In hindsight she was trying to figure out if the man hung around similar establishments on his days off or if perhaps he was a secret art lover who spent his days off viewing art at the local gallery. People often had multiple layers to them... definitely not all of them but she liked to believe that the majority did and that was something that had always peaked her interest.

[hunter-calhoun]

She spoke about her life as if it had happened to someone else. Almost detached sounding in a way. He wondered how much of the last three years or so had spent being happy and how much had been just getting by. But he wouldn't ask, that wasn't his right anymore. Hunter wanted Camila to be happy more than anything in the world but he also knew that he'd been the one to take that from he. Stupid mistakes had cost him the love of his life. They weren't even mistakes, he knew damn well what he was doing. They were decisions and they'd been bad ones.

"Sounds like you've been busy with this little guy." He smiled at the toddler and watched him curiously. He'd always imagined himself and Camila raising a family together. Their kids growing up running around the backyard and going out for ice cream after tee ball practice. Now she'd done that with someone else. But he wasn't here and that made Hunter curious about what had happened. "Oh ain't nothin' good to report here. All I've been doin' is workin' and tryin' to get my shit together." Though that second part hadn't gone all that well.

[camila-alvarez]

Camila was happy in life... or at least partly. The issue was that this wasn't the life that she had originally envisioned for herself, being a single mother who was still in love with an ex who had broken her heart on more than one occasion. However despite it not being what she had wanted for herself she still loved her son with all of her being, even on the hard days.

It was a relief to hear that Hunter was attempting to get his shit together, it gave her a little glimmer of hope that in all honesty she knew that she had no business having. Even if the man wasn't with her she still wanted the best for him. Selfishly she wished that she had been someone the man wanted to change for but that hadn't been the case. However she didn't entirely blame the man for the collapse of their relationship. She knew that he had loved her he just wasn't capable of loving only her at the time... something that no matter how hard she had tried, she couldn't be content with.

Camila caught the older males looks at their son on occasion. She couldn't help but wonder where his mind was at in the moment. Could he tell at first glance that Elijah was his? She knew that Lalita had picked up on the similarity between the two the moment she had met the boy, although she had never come right out and said so. "I'm glad to hear that your life has become boring... that's a new look for you." She joked.

[lalekaplanbrody]

Lale's smile dropped, a deep frown as she knew none of the delicious alternatives would ease the craving that had taken root. "The offer is lovely, and I'm sure those things are delicious but if I'm being honest none of that is the same." She brushed her hands over the swell of her small bump, "I used to get it all the time when I was a girl with my dad-" She felt herself getting choked up, the strain in her voice and she wanted to curse. Clearing her throat, she shifted her weight. "Is there anyway I could order a custom cake that is that specific cake? Not to be dramatic or anything but I need that cake more than anything else in the world." She said stepping back from the counter, "I didn't have cravings with the first but-" She dropped her gaze, "This one is making up for it with horrendous timing."

[camila-alvarez]

Camila's eyes feel to the bump that the women was currently touching and she couldn't help smile "Oh trust me I remember those days." She nodded, feeling bad for the women. While she was pregnant with Elijah she had the worst cravings. Most of them Moon Bay specific that she couldn't get because she wasn't local at the time. "We can do that." She nodded grabbing a pen and pad of paper to jot down the order "I mean I wont be able to make it for you tonight but I should hopefully get the stuff in to make it by the end of the week?" She offered hoping that the women would be able to hold out for her craving until then. "Do you want it with or without apple chunks and with just the powdered sugar on top or would you like the caramel icing?" She questioned not sure which version of the cake the women was remembering from childhood.