[center][h1][color=F7941D]Nicholas “Nic” Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F7941D]Location:[/color][/b] Art & History Museum - Cary, IL
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I smile at the thought. [color=F7941D]“Maybe down the road, but right now I kind of like that other people can see it and enjoy it.”[/color] I hadn’t known that Kiki had even gotten into oil painting, but she could’ve been starting to learn while I was off at college. I pull Cass into a tight hug, letting myself close my eyes and just smell her hair for a moment. 

[color=F7941D]“I’m glad you agreed to another date, otherwise I don’t know if I would have ever known about this.”[/color] I say softly before I let there just be some comfortable silence as I hold her. Only when I hear someone enter the room and awkwardly cough do I finally release her.

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[center][h1][color=FFF79A]Kimiko “Kiki” Voss[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=FFF79A]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home- Chicago, IL
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I give Caden a middle finger, resisting the urge to throw the cello at his head. [color=FFF79A] “From what my dad told me, I was a little gremlin who started little fires everywhere she went.”[/color] I hadn’t started any fires in a long time… If you don’t count the house from the drunk wine story Caden shared with Nero.

[color=FFF79A] “Also, I don’t know how long I’m staying. I can get a hotel or something if you need your guest room back, but I’m hoping my mom just might visit once she’s realized one of her offerings has been voided.”[/color] I shift in my seat awkwardly. I don’t have high hopes of her actually showing up here - I’ve been chasing the woman since I was 18 and still never got close to catching her. My dad has never spoken poorly of her either, but it’s not the easiest subject to approach him with anyway.

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[center][h1][color=#9B111E]Nero[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#9B111E]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home - Chicago, IL
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Dressed in a black bikini swim suit I had gotten at one of the shops with Caden, I put on the little swim shirt I got with it, covering up the back scars efficiently. I close my eyes and concentrate on the pool, picturing it in my mind before I feel the familiar little [i]poof[/i] that is teleporting. Much to my chagrin, I appear about twenty feet above the pool, but I make the most of it by curling into a ball. [color=#9B111E]“CANNONBALL.”[/color] I shout below me before I hit the water.