[center][h1][color=F7941D]Nicholas “Nic” Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F7941D]Location:[/color][/b] Nic’s Apartment - Chicago, IL
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My dad nods with a smile before digging in. When the plates become empty, I place my hand back on Cass’ leg. [color=F7941D]“Dad, do you remember donating a painting to the museum in Cary?”[/color] I ask.

His face scrunches as he thinks about it for a moment before a shocked expression of realization appears on his face. “Oh, yes! The one that your grandmother, mother, and Kiki all worked on? I’d forgotten all about that.” He rubs his chin and closes his eyes like he’s trying to imagine it again.

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[center][h1][color=#9B111E]Nero[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#9B111E]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home - Chicago, IL
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I wiggle excitedly in my seat at this news. [color=#9B111E]“I fucking knew it.”[/color] I declare with a mouth full of food. Kiki seems impressed and still surprised, but I see a ghost of a smile on her lips. I put my free hand on Caden’s thigh as I do a little happy dance from both the news and the tasty food.

[color=fff79a]“Did he ask your permission?”[/color] Kiki asks with a smirk, making me snort.