#° ♡ * • ˚ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ╱ kai.

[artiists]

camille thought that reality really super kinda sucked right then, but she was glad for kai's honesty nevertheless . she'd felt like to many people had been tip-toeing around her and her feelings, happy to leave her in make believe even though that wasn't exactly a safe place to be . " but you're twice as attractive as the average guy so, does that not double your powers ?" she asked, jokingly tilting her head to the side as though she were trying to do the calculations . she wrapped her arm around him when he kissed her forehead, letting herself bask in the comfort that she so desperately needed. " we're going to be okay, kai . really, we are . three people is insane like - i can't believe this is real . i really don't think there will be more . we will go home to our families, and i will cuddle little solar again, and everything is going to get better ." god, she'd do anything to cuddle her little bunny right now .

Camille's maths were mathing but not in the way she probably hoped. Two killers meant their chances of getting killed were higher. Who was thinking about them fucking up, only Camille. At this point, Kai didn't believe it was safe resting on the odds of the 'killers' misfortunes. The unlucky ones were them.

"As much as I would love to reassure you, Cam, I don't believe I can. I might be able to protect you from one killer, but two. I am only one attractive man, I missed my martial arts class." He leaned closer to the girl, placing a kiss on her forehead as if his kiss would be a blessing sent from heaven. "Let's pray we are not in the wrong place at the wrong time, that's all."

[artiists]

in camille's escapism, by doubling the number of murderers she'd simply made up another character in her head . make believe . none of this was actually real . just another person she could give a backstory to, fall asleep with a pain in her broken heart as she imagined torturous scenarios for this man and wished upon every star that her favorite character could be brought back into the story because she missed him so, so much . " oh " she spoke softly - it wasn't the first time she'd been told such a thing . " if there's two people after us then they're twice as likely to be careless and get caught . i can't ... i mean, do you really think ...?" she'd never really considered her words before they left her lips, and now she'd actually gone and freaked herself out .

Kai wasn't sure how, but Camille had just made it worse. It never crossed his mind that perhaps it wasn't one killer, but two. What Kai had been thinking was that maybe the killer put something in their food, making them weak enough to not fight back, but Camille's idea now made Kai think that perhaps their food was compromised by two people.

"Babe-- Your imagination might be too creative for me right now." He wrapped an arm around Cami's shoulders, giving her a squeeze, "if there are two people after us, we really might not make it out."

[artiists]

camille brought the top of her pencil to her chin, tapping it there a couple times as she thought about what kai had said . she's only briefly seen cat and leo, that first glimpse when burak had brought it to everyone's attention before she couldn't do it again . she'd been way more focused on trying to make sure that her cousin was okay after that, anyway . " well " she placed the pencil on the deck " i think you're right . yeah . i suppose they didn't look like they put up a fight ." she feared thinking about this too much, but she'd allow herself a moment - safe with kai by her side . or maybe, not safe at all, no matter who she had by her side . but the feeling of safety was real even if the reality wasn't . " do you think he has, like ... a friend ? everyone needs a friend, right ?" cami couldn't bring herself to say ' accomplice '.

She wasn't wrong, that was the worst part of it all. There was no safe place in sight. The woods, the house, the deck... Everything felt violated. Aaron was alone, but Catalina and Leo were together, which meant they weren't safer in groups either. "Honestly... What I find concerning is that both of them... it didn't look like they fought, you know?" Kai let his hands rest on his knees while looking at the lake, not making eye contact with her because what he was going to say was too terrifying, "If we were attacked here right now, I believe I would at least try to get him off you. He is not shooting us dead, so if we are in pairs... If Leo and Cat were together then how did the killer do it so easily?"

Maybe Kai had chosen the wrong person to tell this to, Camille was lost in her own world but maybe because of that exact reason, he felt like telling her his fears would be like telling them to the wind, it would be gone and forgotten soon.

[artiists]

she laughed, but it missed the normal sparkle . dimmed by tragedy and mourning, weighed down by the unshed emotions that she was refusing to really sort through like she needed . " i don't think being alone makes a difference, " a jab in the direction of cat and leo's tragic passing, her heart aching every time she let herself acknowledge it . when he sat next to her, she couldn't keep herself from tilting her head sideways to rest on his shoulder . just a moment of reassurance, the smallest barely-there reparation to her broken heart . " maybe . i don't think so, i just... there's so many of us ?" she sat upright again, eyes looking out at the shining waters, deceivingly relaxing . " i think it's happening somewhere else . you know, i used to think we were safe in the house . but now we know he's been in the kitchen . i feel like i can't even go in there, kai . like . his dna, our friends ... it's too much, " she looked back down at her sketchpad, shadowing some of the petals in desperation for escape .

She was so soft and naive. Kai knew there was more to her than those two words, but right there, sitting by the lake, Camille was a beautiful fool and he somehow was entranced. "You are close, babe, yes, but it would be better if you were not here alone." she seemed too into her painting to listen to him or follow any instruction just because he said so. Kai gave up and sat on the ground next to her.

"You think he wasn't killed by the lake?" He asked back and looked around, the woods seemed more likely to be the place where Aaron lost his life, Cami was right. "I would like to think someone would have heard, but most were drunk or making noise themselves, I highly doubt we could have heard anything, even if it was right by the kitchen's window."

[artiists]

camille's smile was plagued with an undertone of sadness - perhaps it had been this way since the discovery of their friend - but a hint of something warmer fills her aura when kai clutches down next to her . " i'm in view of the house, babe . like -" she straightens her arm, pointing her no.2 pencil in the direction of the house . " i could sneeze and you'd hear me . there's nothing to worry about ." cami's voice was soft, no concern for herself or any impending danger when she still wasn't over what had happened to aaron . or, rather, she hadn't even accepted it yet . " plus, i doubt he was killed here . he was probably put here . someone would have heard it, surely ?" her voice is dejected, angled down at the coping mechanism traced onto the paper .

If someone was watching them from afar expecting them to be smart enough to do something then they must be surprised, as the group of friends only showed how little survival skills they had. Those who were not drunk or high were lost in their own worlds, and one of them was Camille.

Kai was quite surprised to see her outside by herself, at the dock from all places. Did she conveniently forget their friend's body was found there, not far at all? "Babe, I swear, you can paint a wonderful thing from inside the house," Kai said while clutching down next to the girl, his words showed kindness but he was in fact concerned, "I am sure you can paint them blue or pink, but please, let's go inside. Being outside alone isn't the smartest thing to do right now." He didn't want to be condescending but he was. It was only day one and she already lost her marbles.