[center][h1][color=FFF79A]Kimiko “Kiki” Voss[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=FFF79A]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home- Chicago, IL
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After about half of my plate is gone, I push myself away from the table and stand. [color=FFF79A]“Did you need more?”[/color] I ask Avery, offering him the rest of mine if he needed. I’m not quite as ravenous as he seems to be. I’m more sleepy than anything and I think of the comfortable bed calling my name from my room. 

[color=FFF79A]“It’s been lovely, but there’s a bed calling my name right now.”[/color] I’m not lying - once he stopped treating me as a threat, the tension between us eased a bit. Hopefully our truce will last.