⠀cameron.

@nomoreblessings 
            
            "Yeah..." He nodded. "True. Uh– bye." And on that note, Cameron swiftly walked out of there. He didn't want to linger in a place where danger could appear at any moment.

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                 “You should get out of here,” he said quickly after Cameron finished speaking. He could tell the man didn’t belong—was scared—and whether that stirred any sympathy in him was unclear; Vince didn’t do empathy unless someone earned it. “This place isn’t for folks who want to see tomorrow. Linger in the slums and you’ll get yourself killed—just saying.”

@nomoreblessings 
            
            He eyed the cleaver on the floor. To Cameron, it was terrifying to know that the man stood across from him casually went around with such a thing. 
            "My name's Cameron." The dark brown haired man said slowly in order to try and control the shaking anxiety in his voice. 
            "I'm just a nobody. Really. I'm not meant to be nowhere near this–" He waved his hand in the air to motion to their surroundings,  "this mess."

/    cartwheels..