[center][h1][color=F0A06B]Nicholas “Nic” Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F0A06B]Location:[/color][/b] On the Bus - Chicago, IL
[b][color=F0A06B]Skills:[/color][/b][/center]
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I have the shadow of a grin on my face for most of the walk to the bus stop and even when I get on the bus and sit down. I pull out my phone and send a quick text to Caden. [color=F0A06B][i]Hey, this is Nic Wu. Cass gave me your number. I was wondering if it’d be possible for Cass and I to borrow a car tomorrow to drive to Cary, please? It’s just a hour north of Chicago and I promise to be careful with it.[/i][/color] 

I bounce my leg anxiously after I send the message, debating whether or not I should add that I’m taking her on a date. I run a hand down my face. [i]Caden is[/i] not [i]her father, you don’t need his permission.[/i] I tell myself sternly before I slip my phone back in my pocket. 

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[center][h1][color=#9B111E]Nero[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#9B111E]Location:[/color][/b] Osiris Oasis - Chicago, IL
[b][color=#9B111E]Skills:[/color][/b][/center]
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I pout when he takes his drink back. [color=#9B111E][i]“Das war nicht sehr nett.”[/i][/color] I say, trying to take the new drink he just got from him too. He doesn’t let that happen.

[color=#9B111E][i]“Ein Zeuge ist ein guter Anfang. Guter Drache.”[/i][/color] I pat his head and flash him a goofy smile. 

[hider=Translations] That wasn’t nice // A witness is a good start. Good dragon [/hider]

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[center][h1][color=FFF79A]Kimiko “Kiki” Voss[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=FFF79A]Location:[/color][/b] Outside Osiris Oasis - Chicago, IL
[b][color=FFF79A]Skills:[/color][/b][/center]
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I cast sidelong glances at Avery as we walk out of the club, looking the prefect part of something who scored a lay. When we get to the street, Avery pulls his hand away and I sigh, letting my mask fall off for the night. Trying to relieve some of the stress in my body, I lean my head side to side to crack it. Then I hear a voice the grates my ears.

Avery has already turned around to face them, effectively blocking my small frame. [color=FFF79A][i]”Ces putains de types.”[/i][/color] I mutter with a frustrated sigh before I step out a little from Avery’s shadow. 

[color=FFF79A]“Yeah, and if I wanted to have a one-pump-chump to ask me where my clitoris is, then I’d be going home with you, wouldn’t I?”[/color] I call back, my eyes shifting but it’s not purposeful. I’m just fed up and want to go home. [color=FFF79A]“Run along little strays and find someone else to bother.”[/color] I loop my arm with Avery and turn us around to finish walking to the car. 

To my dismay, I can hear them still following us. “Leave it to a slutty fox to go for Caden’s broken rescue.”

[hider=Translations] These fucking guys [/hider]

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