" I don't do relationships they are pesky little things blow up in your face so I run and I keep running until they are gone" A nasty smile tugged at the corner of her lips as her dark eyes flickered up from her chart to his.
"Mmhmm, well I can out...
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Camila Flores, just your classic damaged person but she was a very clever damaged person. With a medical degree under her belt and an amazing job as a surgeon you would think the girl was very content with her life. But who is ever really happy with where they are at in life right?
Struggling with basic human emotion, she was commonly associated with a vampire. With her lack of compassion, pale skin and thirst of blood, her looks were her strong point. She deceived herself as powerful, confident and fierce. However, the people who knew her best, the people on the inside of her walls she built so high could see the cracks in her deception.
The early sunrise creeping in through the cracks of her curtains. Dancing along her heavy eyelids trying so hard to pull them apart. Warmth wrapping his arms around her cold body slowly bring her to reality. Then it came, the evil ring every person feels another level of hatred for: their alarm.
A groan escaping her lips as she tried to push herself deeper into her subconscious but her wonderful roommate was having none of it. "Cam get your ass up, before i come in there and do it myself" Mark Sloan's broad voice killing her last chance of getting back to sleep. Mark was one of the handful of people inside her walls. Growing up together, neither of them had the easiest childhood but they bonded over the damage it caused.
Pulling her still half asleep body from her pit of wonders, her feet padded against the cold floor making her way-out into the open. She really didn't want to be pull from her bed by Mark, the man had his ways of testing her patience.
"Morning Beautiful" He smiles brightly placing a warm cup of the addictive liquid all surgeons need, coffee. Opening are eyes completely to take in her surrounds, she noticed how he was already dressed ready for the day. The day everyone at Seattle Grace had been dreading, the merger.
"Noooo" the memory hit her, She groans quickly chugging the coffee and running to the shower stripping on the way. "Oh yes Flores, you over slept... AGAIN may i add and now we may be late for our first day in hell" Mark sarcastically smiles following her to the bathroom. The pair as you can tell were extremely close, it was nothing new that they would have conversations while the other showered.
They had been through so much together, that they really didn't know what a normal friendship looked like. "I know i know and I'm sorry, now go tell Cristina I'm almost ready she's probably freaking out about me being late" Cam had promise the overbearing but relatable Yang they would go in together seeing Meredith was always the glue that held them together when something big like this happens. Also because she was a currently a patient and not a surgeon at the hospital.
Quickly jumping out of the shower and throwing on her casual style of clothing, she ran to the door as Cristina exited from across the hall. Giving her an unpleasant look, she knew Camila's concept of time was never her strong point. But she couldn't be angry at her friend because of the state she was in at the door, still half asleep. All she could do was stand and laugh at her. Letting out her classic evil cackle as she linked arms with her. She was always a mess but she did it gracefully. "Okay I promise Mer that we would meet in her room at the end of the day to give her an update, so don't miss it" Cristina said knowing the pair was still trying to put off the fact of talking about the merger.
