[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] SUV – Cary, IL 
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I shake my head when he still opens the car door for me. I get inside and set my drink down before I hold my hands out for the other ones. [color=#DB7093]"I did. I really did, thank you for suggesting this."[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL 
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I shake myself out after she let's go and I shake my head. [color=#B0C4DE]"No, I think it should be fine. I don't feel like crawling out of skin anymore. Caden will come let us know when he's okay,"[/color] I say, nodding to assure her and myself.

I look back into the training room. [color=#B0C4DE]"Do you want to keep going? I need to expel some energy now anyways,"[/color] I say, eyeing the punching bag in the corner.