[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Nature Preserve – Cary, IL 
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I laugh and take his offered hand to stand. [color=#DB7093]”Well I didn’t think sitting in your lap in the middle of a nature preserve was exactly beneficial to why we are here,”[/color] I declare. I open up the trash can by the bench and toss my empty tea cup into it before closing the lid.

[color=#DB7093]”What’s your favourite thing about nature?”[/color] I ask, curiously. Nic seemed to be the one asking all the questions lately. I hardly had a chance to get one of my own in.