[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL
[b][color=#006400]Skills:[/color][/b]  [/center]
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	[color=#006400]”I’d like it very much if you did,”[/color] I told him. [color=#006400]”We won’t be in this part of the house tonight, so feel free to roam from room to room,”[/color] I informed him. [color=#006400]”This room is good for reading, but if you decide you want to watch some TV, you’ll have to go to one of the other rooms.”[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Driving —> Warehouse Liquors – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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	[color=#DB7093]”Of course, Caden will appreciate the personal touch. Not that you needed to bring anything; we kind of owe you after yesterday,”[/color] I said and glanced out my own window. [color=#DB7093]’Do you drink wine?”[/color] I asked curiously.