[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL
[b][color=#006400]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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I nod in understanding. I pat Nero’s hands while we walk. [color=#006400]”It’ll take some getting used to. Once we renovate, it’ll seem more like home for you, too,”[/color] I said.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Driving – Cary, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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I look around, confused. I was usually pretty good at directions, but when Nic turned I was worried one of us was lost until he pulled into the hardware store. I grinned when he mentioned we could find a sign here. I unbuckle my seatbelt just as he asks if I want to come in.

I smile at Nic. [color=#DB7093]”Of course,”[/color] I said, and hoped out with my bag. I rummaged for my wallet while we walked up to the front door.