[center][h1][color=F7941D]Nicholas “Nic” Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F7941D]Location:[/color][/b] Driving - Cary, IL
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It’s not that long of a drive before we arrive at the pizza place and head inside. I grin as nostalgia fully envelops me. As a kid, I loved eating here and could deal with the lactose intolerance just fine, but nowadays I try to be more careful with what I eat. So I ordered myself the salad with a vinaigrette dressing. 

[color=F7941D]”What are you thinking of getting?”[/color] I ask Cass.

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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 wave off Caden’s concern. [color=FFF79A]“You know my dad would be calling you right away if anything ever happened to me.”[/color] Nowadays, the old man was pretty content just staying at home with my stepmother, but I know he has people virtually everywhere to check on me.

[color=FFF79A]“I’m a big girl, I can handle myself fine.”[/color] Except when it comes to Avery, but I don’t say it out loud.

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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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I raise a brow at Avery’s suggestion. [color=#9B111E] “I want to say yes, let’s do that, but you two already walk on each other’s cookies enough as it is. I don’t think Caden would like you killing one another.”[/color] I tilt my head the other way as I watch Avery.

[color=#9B111E]”What’s with you two anyway?”[/color]