[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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[color=#006400]”Many years,”[/color] I confessed. [color=#006400]”It was probably the most difficult instrument I’ve learned to play. Being able to plan it now the way I can is a reward unto itself,”[/color] I said and showed Nero the next note on the scale to play.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Grocery Store – Cary, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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I’m looking in the opposite direction when Nic tugs on my arm. I stumble forward, jogging a little to catch up with his speed. Someone is excited for a picnic. I grin, shaking my head. 

[color=#DB7093]”So I have to let you spoil me, but what if I want to spoil you?”[/color] I counter.