Factions, Families, Clans, and Empires
Age: 28, height: 5'4", dark skin, Mexican descent, long black hair and rich chocolate eyes. Slender.
Loving wife, loves to party though
"Are you okay?" Koko asked, her oven mitt-covered hands on her hips. Brian looked up from his breakfast of soggy bran flakes. Koko cocked a head at him, her red lips pulling into a welcoming smile. God, he loved her.
"Yeah," he said after a moment. "It's just, Cam isn't taking Fox seriously. What the hell am I thinking? Cam doesn't take anything seriously." He rubbed his eyes as if that would some how rub the sleep away. It didn't help.
"You can't save your brother from his own mistakes." Koko stepped towards Brian, as she slipped off her oven-mitts. She began rubbing his back. "We have our own things to worry about," she laughed lightly.
"That's right," Brian smiled happily. He swiveled in his chair and pulled his wife into a kiss.
Cam was sitting by Jasmine's bedside. "Well... you're not dead," he mumbled under his breath. And of course she didn't respond. He moved to her nightstand. There were a few cards set up on the table and a bouquet of arranged flowers. Cam picked up a card from the table and began reading it when he heard someone behind him.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Koko's voice was low and angry.
"Visiting," Cam answered simply. He set the card back down on the table and faced Koko who had her arms across her chest.
"Oh, hush. I know you don't care about her. What are you doing here?" Koko pressed. When Cam didn't answer right away she threw her hands in the air and ushered him to the door. "Out, I don't want you here. Get out now!"
"Why would I leave when I've only just got here?" Cam asked, a half smile on his face. Koko glared at Cam.
"Who do you think you are? You broke her heart! You killed her!" Koko's voice was wavering.
"No, I didn't actually. If you want to get technical, it was Tony. But I know how you feel about details, Kora."
"You're pathetic," Koko said coldly.
"Yeah... You know... that really hurts my feelings." Cam looked to Jasmine. "I came to see her."
"Why?" Koko asked again. Cam shrugged.
"To make sure she wasn't dead." Koko was silent for a moment. For a moment Cam thought she was going to blow up on him.
"She's pretty close," Koko whispered.
"I... hope I'm not interrupting something," a man's voice came from the open door. Cam looked up and his eyebrows knitted together. "Oh, Cam, nice of you to drop by." James Fox was standing in the doorway, a bouquet in his hand.
"Hi James," Koko said in a small voice.