[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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I smile gratefully at Cass for her help before I watch my dad. “It’s China, Canada, and Chicago. Lì’s mother started it based off a location in China. When we lived in Canada, Lì found a park or something that was similar enough. Then your mother and Kiki found a place around here that they used to finish it.”

[color=F7941D]“I think I remember that park - it was one of the only time mom would carry the canvas instead of making me.”[/color] I laugh lightly. [color=F7941D]“Why she would let a five-year-old  carry the art supplies in the first place is beyond me.”[/color]

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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 beam up at Caden as he talks and keeps looking at me. [color=#9B111E]“Don’t worry, I won’t pull a prank. I just want to watch the sparring part.”[/color] I say with a grin.

[color=fff79a]“I understand, little demon.”[/color] Kiki says with a smile, sighing wistfully before sipping her drink. Nodding in agreement with Kiki, I look back at Caden.