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[b][color=643B46]Location:[/color][/b]  - Chicago, IL
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[color=643B46][i]”Ich werde das im Hinterkopf behalten.”[/i][/color] Caden hands me my drink and I sip it, humming in delight at how nice it tastes. My wiggling makes me more aware that he’s really moving at all. I peer up at him curiously. 

[color=643B46][i]“Was machen Sie da?”[/i][/color] I ask, a little concerned.

[hider=Translations] I’ll keep that in mind / What are you doing [/hider]

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[center][h1][color=F0A06B]Nic Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F0A06B]Location:[/color][/b] - Chicago, IL
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My ears and cheeks flare in heat. As much as I want to tell her she’s wrong, she makes a good point. [color=F0A06B]”You’re right, but I plan to do that again soon if you’ll let me.”[/color] I tell her before I go sit with my dad, the two of us wrapping our arms around each other. 

He leans over, “Your grandparents would be so ashamed,” He whispers to me. “But I’m not and neither would your mother.” I grin lopsidedly at my dad. My mom would be insisting Cass stays, I peer over my shoulder to see if she’s still in the room.