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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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[color=fff79a]“We’re not getting along, who said that?”[/color] Kiki asks, sounding paranoid. I bite on my lip to keep from laughing at this point. Kiki’s face somehow got more red with each response. I desperately want to ask if something happened, but I squeeze Caden’s hand instead.

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[center][h1][color=F7941D]Nicholas “Nic” Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F7941D]Location:[/color][/b] Hardware Store - Cary, IL
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I purse my lips. [color=F7941D]“But I [i]am[/i] smart.”[/color] I say, pouting a little bit before I look at Cass with a frown. [color=F7941D]“You think I’m smart, right?”[/color] I ask, trying to assume the best puppy dog eyes I can muster.

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