Xavier Cameron was always timid back in highschool. Always the one to get good grades and excel in a humble silence as everyone around him passed by without a glance. His 'emo' style and quiet nature made it hard to be more than that.

He grew up in northern Ohio. His school commended him for being such a great student, and at graduation he gave his valedictorian speech with a quaint, subtle efficiency.

As he grew to the hardworking man he is today, he got tatted up, leanred to talk to people, and became a beloved member of society

But he didn't have the luxury of going to college. He couldn't be that for himself. He already hated leaving Lucy and Micheal, his eleven and fourteen year old sister and brother, to fend for themselves in that damn house.

His demeanor changed drastically once he was out of school and finally working in the field he knew would at least pay the bills. Pay his way out of the broken home he despised.

His mother was a drinker. Father was abusive. His siblings were too small to get away from it without some complicated legal mishap.

So he got a job working construction to pay his way toward getting a CDL license. He could be gone most of the month and still pay his siblings way through the hell he had to endure alone.

Xavier wasn't usually the type to linger on a job. He had a schedule to uphold after all. But something about Texas drew him in; the quaintness, the natural southern hospitality, the weird and bipolar weather.

So when there was a job in Texas, he took it.

Simple. He liked it. He planned on moving to the state one day, hopefully carrying his little brother's and sister's luggage with his own.

Today, he is 33, blindly following his career wherever it decides to take him, but he has a preference he's working towards, bit by bit.