[center][h1][color=F0A06B]Nic Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F0A06B]Location:[/color][/b] Cassiopeia’s Townhouse, Chicago, IL
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[color=F0A06B]”How can you say Dr. Sexy MD doesn’t exist when I’m right here.”[/color] I tease with a gesture to myself, but I let her move on and explain next steps for my dad. [color=F0A06B]”I actually did an exam this morning when I found him. Well, at least now I have an explanation for why he was in such good condition despite his clothes.”[/color] I chuckle at this while I take the bottles. The way my mood has changed in just a little bit of sleep was probably a little shocking, but I can’t express how happy I am that I still have my dad. I want to tell her everything about my life as it has happened so far and why what she and the others did was so important to me, but I don’t want to overstay my welcome. 

Glancing into the living room, I can see my backpack sitting by the couch. I pull out my notebook and a pen, quickly writing my name and number onto it. [color=F0A06B]”I don’t know when you and Caden will want to talk to me about… all of this, but feel free to reach out to me here. I’ll probably be staying with my dad for the next couple of nights so I can… monitor him for lack of a better word.”[/color] He’s not my patient, but it’s the only way I can describe how the next couple of days off work will go for me. I pull her into another tight hug. [color=F0A06B]”Thanks again.”[/color] I say as my dad joins in on the hug this time too, also thanking Cassiopeia. 

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[center][h1][color=643B46]Nero[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=643B46]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Mansion, Chicago, IL
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I tap my chin as I think about it. [color=643B46]”Which one’s your favorite?”[/color] I ask before something shiny in the other corner catches my attention. Forgetting that I had been trying to avoid Cadeb seeing my mottled back, I traipse over to the object and grab it, greedily inspecting it. [color=643B46]”I could probably spend forever just looking at everything you own. I never thought I’d meet someone with as big of a hoard as me. Crowley excluded, obviously.”[/color] I turn the object over in my hand, trying to see if there was a way I could take it apart.