[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Cassi’s House – Chicago, IL 
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Cassiopeia’s focus doesn’t waver when Nic makes his proclamations or when he moves her off his lap and onto the bed. She folds her legs out, sitting cross legged and watches him walk around her bedroom to tend to the laundry.

Wayland bolts out the door before Nic, Calypso quickly on Nic’s heels. The sight warms Cassi’s heart more than anything.

She had thoughts and dreams about Nic being in her room for the first time and this definitely wasn’t how she had envisioned it, but she didn’t mind the slower pace.

Cassiopeia shifts on the bed after Nic leaves and moves her blankets and rearranges the pillows. She’s unsure what side of the bed Nic may want so she stays in the middle until his return.

[i]I’m here for the long haul.[/i] Cassi’s heart had started to pound in her ears when Nic said that. She was too tired to unpack the full meaning of that statement, but she sincerely hoped that was true. She wouldn’t mind walking through this life with Nic by her side. She had spent too many lifetimes on her own for a good portion of them. She didn’t want to keep going through this one without someone.