Nico DiAngelo
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"So... we're soulmates?" Nico said quietly, scuffing his shoe over the black wood of his cabin porch. He was a little confused, upset... maybe even flustered. You and him had barely been friends before you grabbed his hand and suddenly he knew what color the sky was.
You'd both been dancing around admitting to each other what was happening until today.
"I-Is this awkward? I feel like this is awkward," He blurted, reaching in his pocket for his deck of cards. He'd forgotten them in his cabin.