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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 snort, but I brightly beam his words. [color=#9B111E]“As cheesy as that was… I feel the same.”[/color] I say as a light blush covers my cheeks. I hold the violin gingerly, wanting to be extra careful with the instrument. Caden was right; this fits my size better than the piano did. 

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[center][h1][color=F7941D]Nicholas “Nic” Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F7941D]Location:[/color][/b] Driving - Cary, IL
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I follow Cass directions and pull in to the little parallel parking space in front of the grocery store. [color=F7941D]“You can come inside with me on the condition that [i]I[/i] buy lunch.”[/color] I say as I turn off the SUV. I say it in a sort of warning tone, but I’m mostly teasing.

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