[center][h1][color=F0A06B]Nic Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F0A06B]Location:[/color][/b] Mystic Dreams, Chicago, IL
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I nod absentmindedly as she tells me she can give me some to take home. [color=F0A06B]”Sleep would probably be good for me.”[/color] I tiredly agree as something brushes against my leg. Looking down, I see Wayland getting comfortable on my feet. I drink the last of my tea and follow her example of setting the empty cup on the table. 

[i]What do I want?[/i] Hell if I even knew the answer. I let my left hand droop over my knee and cautiously scratch the cat’s head. [color=F0A06B]”I want…”[/color] I finally look up to look into her eyes again. [color=F0A06B]”I [i]need[/i] to know what happened to my mom and I need to find my dad. I-I need to know one way or the other if he’s alive or-or…”[/color] I can’t finish the thought. If my dad is gone too, that would mean I’m all alone… no family left. The thought shocks me and I look down at the cat again, letting the tears spill over and run down my cheeks. [color=F0A06B]”Please help me,”[/color] I whisper. [color=F0A06B]”Please.”[/color] I look up back up at her from my slumped position.