[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Walking – Chicago, IL 
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Cassiopeia smiled and shook her head, finding Nic's concern perfect and adorable. She chuckled lightly and wrapped her arms around his neck.

[color=#DB7093]"I am more than okay,"[/color] she said and kissed him deeply. She reached up on her tiptoes, leaning into him comfortably with the knowledge that Nic would support her no matter what. She kissed the man she loved with all of her heart, mind, body, and soul.

She would have kept kissing him like that, but the smell of the food made her stomach grumble and she didn't want Nic to drop the food.

[color=#DB7093]"My ancestors say hi by the way,"[/color] she whispered before relaxing her feet and released her hold on him.