Just Dance, It'll Be Okay (Open.)

[Cameron Osiris]

This was the first time Cam had been drunk. Well, at least now he could say he had done another thing! There was something liberating about forgetting your problems in an amber liquid. It didn’t have to be amber, but wow, did rum normally taste this good?

The sight was sad. Cam may have been smiling, but he was dying on the inside. Nothing had been done about what he had done. In an attempt to be honest with himself, he found that he hated what he saw. Who exactly went into a serious relationship knowing they were in love with someone else? Better yet, who did that twice? There were a lot of questions that he either couldn’t answer, or didn’t want to. So the answer seemed obvious – go back to having flings.

The rum and cokes were good, and the shots were even better. Cam didn’t have the intention of getting this drunk, but once the buzz hit him, he wanted to see how far he could go. Like everything else. Addicted to new experiences, Cam headed towards the bar, his vision hazy.

He touched the fingertips of someone he found very attractive, a half smile on his face. “I need someone to dance with. Want to?”

[Calliope Gallo]

Going out dancing along wasn't really something that Callie would ever find herself doing. But since Dani left, she had struggled to find other dancers to spend any time with. That was until she started working at the House, and had suddenly been thrown into a group of like-minded people who liked to go out together, and wanted her to go too.

Calliope had taken momentary refuge by the bar, at least while she caught her breath. Just when she deemed herself ready to find everyone again, she felt a small brush of someone's fingertips against hers, followed by a voice close to her ear.

"Sure, I just-" Callie turned through her words, catching the face of who was talking to her. "Woah, hey! It's you!" Were it not for the loud environment, she probably would have recognised his voice before his face. "And sure, why not?" Callie replied finally, extending her hand back out to him. Underneath the flashing lights she couldn't tell that anything was wrong with him. Not yet, anyway.

[Cameron Osiris]

Cam’s face fell before he smiled broadly and wrapped Callie up in a hug. Not exactly the quick lay he was hoping for, but at least she was willing to give him the time of day. And who knew, maybe something more. Cam grabbed her hand again and off they went to the dance floor.

With the lights flashing and music pounding, Cam didn’t feel as drunk as he was. When he danced sober, everything usually spun around anyways. “Sooo!” He started, pulling her close, a half smile on his face. “Where’ve you been? Not all my life, but lately?” It was small talk, something he could deal with. Callie had seen him through the years.

[Calliope Gallo]

Callie remained oddly oblivious to the things that had recently happened in Cam's life. She hadn't noticed any real changes in him, other than the fact that she felt like she hadn't seen or talked to him in a long time. She knew Chester, but she hadn't really known him for years now. Not since he changed so drastically, anyway. And she knew of Declyn, but unlike Ravyn Callie had never made the effort to know him as anything more than the guy Cam was dating, or with. Or wherever they were.

They just never really talked about it; the low points in their lives. Callie assumed it was because she and Cam had the kind of dynamic where things always stayed fun and carefree. Besides, he had so much girl-drama being thrown at him from Mia and Ravyn that he didn't really need it from another person.

Callie followed him to the dance floor, unaware of how inebriated he was. As far as she was concerned, he was just dancing like any other guy around them. If nothing else it made her laugh just to watch him. Already the night was turning out to be more awesome than she could have predicted. She fell into his arms when he drew her closer, smiling at his question.

"Where've you been!" She replied, turning the question back around on him. "I was in Pilot Ridge for the holidays, but it's like I never see you around the old room any more. I miss answering the door for all your adoring visitors." She laughed at the thought, though honestly the only people who visited for her were her brothers and the occasional appearance of Lucah, which had become more frequent in the passing weeks. "Guess you're just way too busy." Callie loosened an arm from around his neck and reached around to press her index finger lightly against the tip of his noce.

[Cameron Osiris]

Cam missed Callie, like he missed everyone else. It was a vicious cycle. He didn’t realize how much he had missed everyone until they were gone for some time, and only when he saw them did it hit him in the face. He didn’t expect everyone to keep tabs on him, but they were roommates, you’d think they would’ve run into each other at some point.

He didn’t need something serious, he needed something casual. He needed something to make him get through this absolute low in his life. Callie was perfect. If she would’ve needed anything though, he would’ve been there for her in a heartbeat. He had known her as long as he knew Chester.

“I was gone,” he paused for no reason, “for the holidays.” Noah and Ravyn had stolen him away, plus he had seen a lot of his boyfriend and that took time. All of that took time, and for what? “You left all the love notes on my bed, right?” He asked, imaging all these so called people who visited. “You’re not rolling around on my bed naked are you?” He laughed at his own joke, his smile sloppy.

Going cross eyed, Cam grabbed her hand and put it back on his neck. “Could say the same about you,” he said smugly, stepping dangerously close to her, before bending her into a dip. Damn, she’d always been so flexible. “Noam can’t hold your attention?” He brought her back up, never letting her get too far from him.

[Calliope Gallo]

Callie nodded a few times, laughing at the way he was talking. Maybe he was just way into the atmosphere, but at least it was obvious that he was having a lot of fun. "Russia, right?" She asked, resting her hand briefly against his chest.

"Yeah, that was totally me. The whole; I can't live without you with the lipstick kisses on the side. It's totally my trademark now." She grinned, her teeth sinking down into her bottom lip to stop herself from laughing too much. "Maybe I was..." Callie shrugged, lingering in the moment for a little longer. "But sadly, you'll never know."

In one second he was stepping incredibly close, and in the next she was staring at the ceiling. It had been a long time since she went dancing with Cam. She almost didn't remember it. She looked back at him again when he drew her upwards, wrinkling her nose in a smile. "I don't see much of him. I think we're just way too much crazy for the guy." Callie idly ran her fingers along the back of his neck, "Did you come here alone?"

[Cameron Osiris]

“Russia?” Cam asked, completely confused. Something in his brain clicked and he laughed a little, shaking his head. “Russia, yeah. It was amazing! I think Ray’s mom has a crush on me.” All this was said with a proud smile on his face.

“Knew it. Knew you were a stalker.” It wouldn’t be hard to stalk him either, they were practically roommates! Cam smirked at her comment. “You know that camera I leave lying around?” He raised an eyebrow. Maybe he knew more than she thought. She’d never know.

The subject of Noam was forgotten as hungry eyes danced over Callie. He didn’t know if she had a boyfriend or anything, and Cam didn’t really want to know. “Yep. Dec and I broke up.” It was said rather proudly, too proudly. “You’re here showing off as usual?”

[Calliope Gallo]

"Another person with a crush on you? You sure know how to collect them." Callie replied with a laugh. She hadn't heard anything from Ravyn; all the Greek girl knew was that she left pretty abruptly. Oh well.

Callie put on her very best face to indicate she'd finally been caught. She pursed her lips when he mentioned a camera. "Been checking it regularly?" She didn't realise how much she missed his company until now. The hilarious give and take of their relationship and all that. It felt like she hadn't talked to him so easily in a long time, but she wouldn't admit that out loud.

"Aww, what?" Callie replied, pouting instinctively at the news. But he seemed proud of it, so maybe it wasn't all so bad? She laughed at the thought of showing off. "Oh no, I actually came with some dancer friends from the House. I've worked there for a while now." She couldn't remember if she told him that or not yet. "But I think they partnered off to dance with people by now. But that's okay, cause I found you!"

[Cameron Osiris]

“Oh yeah. Got my hearts all in a jar,” he said, sort of quoting a song he knew. But they didn’t stay for long, and they could trust neither would he.

“Haven’t in a while, been so busy not being in dorm.” That wasn’t true, he was just a terrible friend. Maybe a lot of people liked him, maybe he knew a little about everyone, but he didn’t know anyone, not really. Maybe it didn’t really matter. Maybe he missed her, maybe he didn’t know that right now.

“You’re at the House now?” Cam asked, his eyebrows raised suggestively. She’d just said that but that went over his head. Maybe he should stop by, depending on what was being performed. “They invited you but you didn’t have anyone to dance with?”

Cam giggled for no reason, and sighed. “I never took Dec dancing…” He pulled Callie closer, forgetting who he was with, he came desperately close, and he didn’t dip her this time.

[Calliope Gallo]

Callie remained oblivious to any undertones in his words; as far as she was concerned he was just out to have fun, like she was. "You might have a lot to catch up on, then. You never know!" She grinned, shrugging her shoulders slightly and realising then that she missed joking around with him like this.

"Like a girls night out." Callie replied, wrinkling her nose with a smirk as he raised his eyebrow. "But most of them have boyfriend or girlfriends or something like that. And we go out dancing for fun instead of for, well, money." She breathed a sharp laugh at her own words, realising how bad it might have sounded once it fell out of her mouth. "You're like a diamond in this place though. I'm glad I found you!"

A frown tugged at her mouth briefly, before Callie brushed it off for a smile. "Oh well. Can't dwell on the things you didn't do, right?" She asked, trying to bump up the conversation or maybe even brush off the topic. She didn't even know. Calliope blinked when he came close with no secondary action. Her breath caught in her throat, but she tried to smile off whatever nervousness was threatening to overtake her as she searched for something to say; "Y'know you'll always have me, right?"

[Cameron Osiris]

Oh he was out to have fun alright, and plenty of it if he was lucky. Cam only had one kind of fun on his mind and with the intoxicated state he was in, he thought his intentions were no surprise to his friend and roommate.

“I guess you gotta love what you do,” he said, not really sure what he was getting at other than it seemed to make sense. But what did he know? And more importantly, what did he care. Cam smiled at the diamond joke and laughed. “You’re right, I’m pretty sparkly.” He shone a little, just to prove the obvious.

His smile was a little off and he bridged the distance between them almost completely. “Prove it,” he said, tired of her playing coy. And with that, he stole a kiss. “I’m done dwelling on the past,” he said, the music booming in his head, Callie’s dancer friends giving them looks. Something inside of him told him to back off but another part said they had kissed before. So what was the harm?

[Calliope Gallo]

Callie's eyes lit up (in every sense of the phrase) when Cam shone a little to provide truth to his statement. Given how she felt about her own ability, she always found it mesmerising to watch him manipulate light. "And you can't forget how pretty the lights make you." Because yeah, it was true.

It could have been a little overwhelming, the way he breached the small space between them with such intensity. She looked at him with a little surprise when he stole a kiss from her, if only because she hadn't seen it coming. Wherever their friendship had landed them, Callie knew that kissing wasn't out of the ordinary. She leaned in and kissed him back sharply, grinning into the action.

Oblivious Callie was pretty oblivious.

[Cameron Osiris]

“I know,” Cam said smugly, before letting himself relax and with that his power faded. He wasn’t here to show off his power, he was here to show off his skills.

It was great to kiss someone he loved again. Callie wasn’t Chester, but nobody was, and Callie was beautiful in and of her own right.

“Ditch your crew and come back to dorm with me?” He asked, a satisfied grin on his face as though he had already won this battle.

[Calliope Gallo]

Cam's smug response earned an honest laugh from Callie. "And your humble, too. The total package!" She teased. She knew he was always like that; it was a confidence thing that she always appreciated about him anyway.

As for the kiss, well. In Callie's mind that was really all it was. It was just a kiss, and it was fun. Cam was good at it and he never usually wanted more than-

A sharp laugh shot out of her mouth when he asked her. For a second or so she was convinced he was joking, but the look on his face didn't match such a thing. Was he being serious? Sometimes with Cam it was hard to tell, given the way he liked to joke around and tease other people. But he didn't exactly sound or look sarcastic. "Like, cause you're tired?" She asked, her eyebrow raised but a smile still on her mouth. "Or you need another escort? Can't forget what happened last time we were out together." She was trying to give him the benefit of the doubt, because there was no way he was asking what it sounded like.

Right?

[Cameron Osiris]

“So I’ve been told,” he said with an added wink. Callie had seen Cam in a strange, similar state such as this one before. Granted Cam hadn’t purposefully gotten himself wasted on date rape drugs, but this time it was his own damn fault. For drinking, not getting drugged.

Cam laughed too, his grip on her tightening. Was it really so hard to believe that he was propositioning her? It didn’t dawn on him that he should just stop now while he was ahead and she still thought highly of him. After tonight, she would probably think he was the scum of the earth, and she would become just another person he’d lost.

“Yeah, an escort to my bed,” he said, a hand reaching up to play in her hair, “we can makeout and stuff.” The ‘and stuff’ was the most important part. As sleazy as he was acting, he wouldn’t make her do anything she didn’t want to. He was a cheater, not a rapist.