[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Cassi’s Home – Chicago, IL 
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I roll my eyes and look at Nic. [color=#DB7093]”And never hear the end of it? I don’t think so,”[/color] I tell him.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL
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[color=#006400]”That’s because someone was too eager to see my bedroom,”[/color] I remind Nero. I lean against the back wall of the elevator while it descends.

It’s a short trip, the doors opening a few seconds later, and I roll the cart out into the hallway and then into a fully loaded industrial-sized kitchen. Everything seemed to gleam and shine. I wheeled the cart over to a large steel door and opened up the fridge door. I took what food remained and put it on shelves inside the fridge so it would keep until morning. After that, I wheeled the dirty dishes towards the washing station. 

[color=#006400]”Do you need anything before we head up?”[/color] I ask Nero.