Closed starter for @midnightsaboteur Cesca and Camden
“Look can you stop making that face?” Camden said, lounging in Cesca’s office chair. She’d been his PR agent for a few months now, but this was not the first time he’d been seated in that chair across from Cesca making that expression. “I feel like you’re gonna threaten to call my mom and tell her I’m suspended from school. Didn’t work back then won’t work now.” Probably didn’t work because his high school principal was an old crow but Cesca was beautiful. Beautiful, smart, successful, a legacy... The type of girl mothers begged their sons to marry. Cam wasn’t ready for that though-- much to the dismay of his own mother. “I don’t see what the big deal is people pay to see me fight. One bar fight with a guy who deserved it? Sounds like a service to the public to me.”