[center][h1][color=#9B111E]Nero[/color][/h1]
[img]https://media1.tenor.com/m/GU6GokBcxxQAAAAC/laughing-kailee-morgue.gif[/img]
[b][color=#9B111E]Location:[/color][/b] Shopping - Chicago, IL
[b][color=#9B111E]Skills:[/color][/b][/center]
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Suddenly feeling shy, I look up at Caden through my eyelashes, my cheeks warm. [color=#9B111E][i]“Gefallen dir meine Beine?”[/i][/color] I ask for clarification, suddenly wanting to get all the outfits that would show them off now. [color=#9B111E][i]“Deshalb bist du bereit, mich deine Hemden stehlen zu lassen.”[/i][/color]

[hider=Translations] You like my legs? / So that’s why you’re willing to just let me steal your shirts [/hider]

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[center][h1][color=F0A06B]Nic Wu[/color][/h1]
[img]https://media1.tenor.com/m/lgEN86ogEbkAAAAC/xz-cute.gif[/img]
[b][color=F0A06B]Location:[/color][/b] Police Station - Chicago, IL
[b][color=F0A06B]Skills:[/color][/b][/center]
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I smile in bemusement at her response, rolling over onto my stomach, my legs tangling off the cushion, only inches off the ground. [i][color=F0A06B]Wait, what do you mean? I’m psychic? XD[/color][/i] I ignore the message regarding the cats, far more interested in what she meant by the first text.