[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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[color=#9B111E]"Can I have a comb first?"[/color] I ask, catching my reflection in one of the mirrors. [color=#9B111E]"I look like I belong in a boy band."[/color] It really is just sticking out all over the place.

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[center][h1][color=F0A06B]Nic Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F0A06B]Location:[/color][/b] Nic's Apartment - Chicago, IL
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I do a few sets on each machine before I finally go back to my apartment. I check my phone for the hundredth time but still no message from Cass. I had to have done something wrong, right? I thought our light flirting was going well but maybe I had scared her off? Or maybe it was because I couldn't stop making jokes even though I should have been mourning.  [color=F0A06B][i]Hey, everything okay?[/i][/color] I send, hoping I might get an answer.