The Angel In The Bridge St. Apartment. Need male!

I started this as a novel, but I want to RP it first so I know what I want to do with it. You would play Cameron. I hate play a premade character myself, so I'm sorry. I can be lenient. You can use your own male provided he is similar to Cameron! And yes, the intro is lengthy. I expect like, 2 or paragraphs but on average even I can't make my turns that long. Just no god-modding and try to stay away from one-liners. Before I agree, I'm going to look at some of your previous posts just to make sure you don't have either of those two habits! This introduces the characters and the premise of the plot, essentially, Asabel (Maddy) is going to come across Cameron somehow and probably fall in love. Before we start we'll talk more though!

If you turn off of River Ave, you eventually come to a road running perpendicular, the name, in the water obsessed city – Bridge St. Down Bridge St, you will find a high rise. In the 21st room on the 8th floor (room 821) lived a family of four. The family was the perfect all-American family; a loving mom, a working father, a son who always kept a watchful eye on his sister, and the sister who always got her way. The son was intelligent, near the top of his year at his prestigious private school. Everyone loved him. He was sweet, caring, and above all – hilarious.
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When one dies, they are given a choice of occupation and a name fit for the dead. The dead could work there in the afterlife, or return to Earth as a fallen angel, experiencing life with a new purpose. Once their purpose is fulfilled, they are brought back to the afterlife to be hailed as successful. The fallen angels remain on Earth until their job is done or their time runs out. Each job varies in difficulty and time. If their time runs out, they will return to the afterlife as failures. If they create lasting relationships with the humans, they are struck down. The mark of a fallen angel disappears and they are cursed there for eternity.
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It had been a long day at school as Cameron trudged into the apartment. He shook off his damp, curly brown hair and wiped raindrops from his cheeks. It had started pouring halfway home, leaving him stranded without an umbrella. His sister, Candice, who attended public school much closer to home, had made it there before the deluge began. With a grimace, Cameron dropped his heavy backpack by the door and sat on a stool at the kitchenette, where his mother had set out a snack. He ate the peanut butter crackers in silence, watching the news on the tiny kitchen TV.
An accident on King Rd. had left a young driver dead almost instantly. A truck, turning left, struck the driver’s side door, crushing her. No name had been released. She was estimated to be 17 – a year older than Cameron, yet still a child.
Cameron turned the TV to a new channel to watch a rerun of a sitcom he had missed last week, pushing the news report to the back of his head. Candice called him from the living room - she needed help with math homework. Abandoning the mediocre snack, Cameron went and sat with her on the floor, walking her through the simple problems.
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Maddy awoke in a white hospital bed. Her left arm and head were in serious pain. She sat up. A door into a hallway stood ajar. Something told her to leave the room. The corridor was deserted. She followed it until she reached a door labeled “Assignment Room”. Looking for answers, she pushed the door open. A kind, young looking male sat at a desk, ruffling through papers.
“Uh… Excuse me?” Maddy asked, knocking on the door frame.
“Ah! Maddy you’re awake. We have some things to go through, if you don’t mind.” The young man said with a kind smile, gesturing her to sit down. Maddy did as she was told and sat uncomfortably in the hospital gown she was wearing.
“What hospital is this?” Maddy asked, looking at the bare walls of the office.
“See, that’s where I have bad news.” The man shook his head sadly. “You see, when that truck failed to see you, you died. Internal bleeding, very common. This is the afterlife.” Maddy stayed silent, watching the man. “Now, those matters we have to attend to. In the afterlife, you receive a new name. You have been assigned Asabel. Is that ok?” Maddy nodded. “Now… You must be given an occupation. Available right now are File-keeper or fallen angel. As a File-keeper, you will organize and manage a portion of the day’s newcomers. As a fallen angel, you, Asabel, will return to Earth with a purpose. If you reveal yourself, you will be brought back here a failure and captured. You succeed, you will be famous here. You run out of time, you are a failure and are sentenced to silence. Create lasting relationships with the humans and you will never return here again.
Maddy sat for a few minutes, contemplating her choices. She could be famous, successful, loved. Menial work was not her strongest point. “I’ll take fallen angel. When do I begin?”
Before he could answer, the room went dark. When she awoke, she was wet. It was raining, she knew what rain was. She sat up and looked around. It was nighttime. As she stood, a piece of paper fluttered down from her lap. She picked it up and read it.

“Asabel
Purpose: Save a life.
Time: 2 months”