[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Cassi’s Home – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] 
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[center][color=#DB7093][i]I make no promises about that. Good night, Nic <3[/i][/color][/center]

Cassi turned on some soft Lo-Fi music after plugging her phone in and finished up her after-shower routine. Not feeling quite tired yet, despite the long day, Cassi pulls out one of her sketchbooks and sits on the floor, leaning against the bed, and she sketches out some things for Nic and his dad. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Empire State Building – New York City, New York
[b][color=#006400]Skills:[/color][/b] 
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Like the doting boyfriend he is, Caden happily follows along behind his imp. He looks over some of the exhibits, refreshing is memory of them before continuing on. His phone buzzes, and Caden pulls it out to make sure it isn’t anything important.

He sees it’s Nic and opens the message, briefly worried until he reads it. Caden chuckled and texted Nic back.

[center][color=#006400][i]”Is it the bed that is comfortable or the person you’re sharing it with?[/i][/color][/center]

Caden looked up when Nero skipped over, and smiled. [color=#006400]”Then let’s keep going.”[/color] He led them to the elevator without a line again.

This one moved a little, but it still had thirty-some-odd floors to climb. The elevator doors opened to reveal another exhibit but with a more modern, pop-culture collection. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Emporium Arcade and Bar – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#B0C4DE]Skills:[/color][/b] 
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Kimiko’s words work at clearing any lingering feelings of worry about her or them, and Avery grins. [color=#B0C4DE]”Good.”[/color] He pecked her lips before he held his hand out for her stuffed animal.

[color=#B0C4DE]”Tell mini me goodnight. We have to stuff it in the bag,”[/color] Avery said. Now that the riding gear was out of the bag, it was empty, aside from Avery’s wallet and phone.