[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] SUV – Chicago, IL 
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[color=#DB7093]”Oh, ya. You're dad definitely won't be able to tell we're dating if I'm walking around the apartment in your clothes,”[/color] I tease Nic. [color=#DB7093]”Although, I wouldn't mind running my socks and shoes through.”[/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 turn around and grab the other end of the band before it hits my back and grin. 

[color=#B0C4DE]”You could try,”[/color] I taunt her. I release my end of the band and step on the treadmill.