[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 chuckle and can’t help but place a kiss on Nero’s neck. [color=#006400]”That’s fair. I’m distracted as well.”[/color] However, their answers give me pause, and I look up at the paintings. I examine them from Nero’s perspective and nod. [color=#006400]’I can see that, the struggle of the group in one versus the isolation of the other.”[/color] I nod, staying silent for a moment as I look at the both of them.

[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 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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	I start writing down Nic’s allergies to milk when he falls silent. I realize what he’s gone and done, and I stay silent for a while, too. [color=#DB7093]”It’ll get easier,”[/color] I tell him. [color=#DB7093]”It might not be for a while, but one day that hole won’t feel so deep.”[/color]