[center][h1][color=#9B111E]Nero[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#9B111E]Location:[/color][/b] In the Car - Chicago, IL
[b][color=#9B111E]Skills:[/color][/b][/center]
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I unwrap one arm so I can hold Caden’s hand that’s resting on the center console. [color=#9B111E]“Maybe next time there’s a lull in between cases, we can dedicate a day to it.”[/color] I offer. Even though he’s putting on a good front, I can catch the tiniest of signs that he’s worried about me. Which makes sense, [i]I’m[/i] worried about me.

[color=#9B111E] “There’s been a few times in the past couple of days where I’ve suppressed a memory resurfacing… so I know there’s some that if I just don’t fight it, they should easily unlock… I just don’t want to be in the middle of the police station screaming because I’m reliving something horrible.”[/color] I shudder, thinking of the memory with my hand. My eyes close as I try not to relive it again. I don’t want to think about what could have happened if Caden hadn’t just gotten home in time for that.

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[center][h1][color=FFF79A]Kimiko “Kiki” Voss[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=FFF79A]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s House - Chicago, IL
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I blink in surprise, naturally catching the keys with ease, but still thrown off by this man. My eyes follow him as he starts to strip and I flush when I don’t look away after he kicks his pants off. [i]Get a grip, Kiki.[/i] I smack myself in the face and make a beeline for the room I’m staying in, grabbing some sleepwear and heading into the bathroom to wash off the night. And the stinking perfume.

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[center][h1][color=F0A06B]Nicholas “Nic” Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F0A06B]Location:[/color][/b] Nic’s Apartment - Chicago, IL
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I smother my laugh by burying my face in my pillow. How had I gotten her reaction perfectly right? [color=F0A06B][i]Good night, my little tomato. See you tomorrow <3[/i][/color] I send in response. The smile stays on my face as I roll over and quickly fall asleep, phone still in my hand.