[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Chinatown – Chicago, IL 
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	My entire face drops, and I look at Nero. [color=#DB7093]”WHAT!? Noooo no no no. Of course not. Why would you think that? What did you see?!.”[/color] My entire face turns red as I try to think back. Nic has never said anything like that, and neither have I. It was just a little harmless flirting. It was incredibly inappropriate flirting, given the circumstances, but that was it.