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[center][h1][color=F7941D]Nicholas “Nic” Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F7941D]Location:[/color][/b] Nic’s Apartment - Chicago, IL
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Ren shakes his head. “I’m still going through some of the things upstairs, but I did find these.” He holds out a small pocket-sized journal and then one the size of a normal notebook. “The smaller one belonged to Lì and the larger one was Kiki’s. I thought if you were still here, you might want to look through them.”

Nic raises his eyebrows slightly, turning to see his father holding out two sketchbooks towards Cass. He had mentioned to his father that Cass might be interested in the old sketches of his mom and sister while attempting to convince him of getting a tattoo. He’s surprised to see his dad actually giving them to her.

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[center][h1][color=#9B111E]Nero[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#9B111E]Location:[/color][/b] Death & Co - New York City, Manhattan Island New York
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Nero’s eyes follow Caden’s movements after he’s kissed them, a silly little grin on their lips as they listen to what he says. [color=#9B111E][i]“Vielleicht, wenn klassische Musik aus dem Mund von Menschen käme, statt aus dem anderen Kauderwelsch, das das tut.”[/i][/color] They take a sip of their cocktail and dance happily in their seat. It’s delicious. 

[color=#9B111E][i]“Ich weiß allerdings nicht, woher die Wertschätzung kommt.”[/i][/color]

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[hider=Translations] Maybe if classical music came out of human’s mouths instead of the other gibberish that does // I don’t know where the appreciation came from though [/hider]

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[center][h1][color=FFF79A]Kimiko “Kiki” Voss[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=FFF79A]Location:[/color][/b] Emporium Arcade and Bar - Chicago, IL
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A weird, strangled squeak left Kiki at Avery’s words which catch her completely off guard. She nearly curls into a ball on the floor out of sheer embarrassment as her entire face flushes. She smacks Avery on the arm. [color=FFF79A]“You can’t just say things like that!”[/color] She says, flabbergasted by his nerve at times.

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