-camille-
“Hey, roommie!” Camille smiled, trying to get his attention. “So I was just cooking dinner and I realized I made way too much food for just me again. And you know how I hate to let food go to waste. So you do you want to come back to the room and eat? You’d be doing me a huge favor, honestly.”
he looked up at the face that went with her familiar voice, and managed to force a tiny smile onto his face as she spoke. “yeah- i can come up.” he took a deep breath and forced himself off the couch, his movements slower than they had been before eliza left. “sorry i haven’t been the most lively roommate- i’ll be better about it, i promise.”