[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Uncle Jerry's Pizza – Cary, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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I laugh at Nic’s confession, but I feel a tingle down my spine from the look he gives. I look away, take a sip of my drink and glance up at the front. My pizza should nearly be ready, and a good thing, too. I was getting rather hungry.

I look back at Nic when he suggests I give him a list. I point a warning finger. [color=#DB7093]”If you put whole tomatoes in anything…I will throw it in your face.”[/color] I could do tomato sauce (obviously since pizza), paste, or even salsa, but whole tomatoes were disgusting.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden's Home – Chicago, IL
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I laugh and rub the side of my neck, and nod. [color=#006400]”I know, it seems like it would be so strange for me to be okay with this, but it’s not. I’m thrilled, really.”[/color] I smile to myself, staring at nothing as my mind drifts to last night and how we told each other we loved the other.