[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Cassi’s Home – Chicago, IL 
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	I sniff and laugh a little. I wipe my eyes and scratch Wayland's head. [color=#DB7093]”You didn’t call me in the middle of the night so I can ask you a question,”[/color] I say. [color=#DB7093]”You called because you are worried. You called because you never put yourself first, like me.”[/color]