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[center][h1][color=F7941D]Nicholas “Nic” Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F7941D]Location:[/color][/b] Shopping - Chicago, IL
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Nic laughs, finding her observation of the role reversal incredibly adorable. When Cassi picks up Wayland, Nic scratches under his chin. [color=F7941D]“Time to get this little fella to the ultimate bachelor’s pad.”[/color] He says before grabbing the cart to head towards the register. He pays for everything before Cass can, figuring that since most of it will be going to his place that it made the most sense.

[color=F7941D]“Alright, [i]mon amour[/i],”[/color] Nic says as they head for the SUV and start unloading the cart. [color=f7941d]“Do you require anything before we head home? Or anything on the way?”[/color]

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[center][h1][color=#9B111E]Nero[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#9B111E]Location:[/color][/b] Medieval Torture Museum - Chicago, IL
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[color=#9B111E]“Wasn’t me, promise.”[/color] Nero teases before following Caden’s lead. They tilt their head at his observation of the torture device, trying to imagine it being used to [i]help[/i] someone. [color=#9B111E]“I think I’d need to see it to believe it.”[/color] They say, still trying to picture it in their mind before they shakes their head. [color=9e0b0f]“Is there a lot of things like that? Originally for torture but revolutionized now?”[/color]

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[center][h1][color=FFF79A]Kimiko “Kiki” Voss[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=FFF79A]Location:[/color][/b] Diner - Chicago, IL
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Kiki peeks out at Avery between the fingers of her hand, her heart feeling like it skips a beat at his expression. She hides her face from Leann when she brings the food out, mumbling a ‘thank you’ to her. When she hears her footsteps recede, she finally removes her hand and looks at the food in front of her with a curious gaze. [color=FFF79A]“Oh, that smells good.”[/color] She observes, greedily grabbing a fork and dragging one of the eggs to cover the hash-browns before breaking the yolk. If she notices that they’re still holding hands, she doesn’t show it… Except for the tiny bit of pink still on the tips of her ears.