When his fucking device went off he could only groan, but his brother had made the deal with the devil - they were no longer slaves so long as they behaved like staff members. He knew that staff members had to respond to each and every call, and this one could be no different. He looked at the number on the screen and couldn't recognize the room, but fuck it - he had to at least go and humor whoever the stupid man was that rung up his device. They better have a wrong fucking number or something because Camden was not in the mood to play nice - granted he never was so tonight was no different.
He walked up the stairs towards the clients room, watching the numbers as he passed each door until he found the one that he was to visit. He knocked on the door just once, though could hear someone snickering from not too far away, another staff member who he'd had an altercation with not too long showing him the device they'd nicked off of someone to make this happen. "You stupid little fuc-" the door opened, Camden now face to face with the man who had obviously not made the call for him in the first place - oh that fucking staff member was going to get it, Camden would make damn sure of that, but fuck - what was he supposed to say after just randomly knocking? "All a misunderstanding, just a shit for brains staff members idea for a joke, i'll make sure he pays for it though, have a goodnight." Fuck, that was awkward as Camden turned and started down the hallway deadset on finding that fucking staff member. He was fucking dead.
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