Camen Hawkins

*you step up onto Camen's doorstep, its raining and cold, and you just want to get inside. you hesitate before you knock, knowing he can be rather grumpy at times...... but its also freaking cold put here. you knock, and a few seconds later you hear footsteps. the door opens upon Camen's grumpy face. his face softens slightly when he sees who it is, but he's still mad about being woken up* what the hell are you doing here? especially at this hour?!