[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Shopping – Chicago, IL
[b][color=#006400]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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	I wink at Nero when they look back at me with fear. I get handed a champagne flute and shown where to sit while Nero gets showered with clothing. I flip through a magazine, seeing what sort of clothes I may want for myself when Nero’s first outfit is presented.

	My eyes take their fill, lingering on those legs of theirs. They may be short, but their legs were probably their second-best feature next to their eyes. However, as much as I like the outfit, I can’t help but think of a maid.

	[color=#006400]”Do you have a green shirt of the same material? Green is my favourite,”[/color] I say and take a sip of my champagne, winking at Nero.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Cassi’s House – Chicago, IL 
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	[color=#DB7093][i]Mhmm, sure.[/i][/color] I call for Wayland, and he comes trotting over. He peers up at me and I snap a photo of him and another after he sits with his big fluffy tail over his paws.

	[color=#DB7093][i]There. Happy?[/i][/color] I say after sending the two Wayland photos.