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[center][h1][color=F7941D]Nicholas “Nic” Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F7941D]Location:[/color][/b] Cass’ Townhouse - Chicago, IL
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I reach out and trace her blush with the tip of my point finger before she asks her question. As she sips her tea, I try to think. [color=F7941D]“I think two serious ones - counting relationships that lasted longer than six months.”[/color] I say as I try to remember and how to categorize it. [color=F7941D]“Probably four that weren’t? What about you?”[/color] I’m not going to be surprised if the number’s high since she’s been alive for hundreds of years, but I am curious now that she’s asking me.

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[b][color=#9B111E]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home - Chicago, IL
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Smiling myself now, I kiss Caden back, throwing my arms around his neck. Part of me wants to thank Crowley for sending me up here and giving me the chance to meet this wonderful man, but that would be admitting he did something for me and I don’t need his ego being any bigger than it already is.

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