[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] SUV – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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I smile as Nic scurries about, fixing this and that while we walk into his apartment. It's adorable. 

I squeeze his arm as I walk past him into the apartment. I look around and get pulled in by the couch and the bookshelf. Blue is a good colour for a couch, I think to myself. It's the same colour as the throat Chakra which represents communication. 

I wander over to the bookshelf and look over the titles. 

[color=#DB7093]”Poetry?”[/color] I glance at Nic, smiling and pull out a copy with intrigue.

[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 
[b][color=#B0C4DE]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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I stop running on the treadmill when Kimiko crashes to the mat. I grin and wander over to her. I set a bottle of water next to her before I stare down at her. 

[color=#B0C4DE]”Feel good?”[/color] I always loved a good workout.