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located in New York, a part of The Millionaire Matchmaker., one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Clara Character Portrait: Nelson Cooke. Character Portrait: Kaylee Milton Character Portrait: Richard Stevenson
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Richard Stevenson


Running through the streets of New York, Richard, was late late. He didn't know they'd have him over seas for such a long time, but knowing Clara for a few years now, he'd hopped she'd excuse his tardiness. He held his uniform hat in his left hand, as what was required of the Marines when their hat is taken off. It was a routine thing. He forgot his car at home, which was too far to run now. He was a fast runner, but he figured he'd save his stamina so that he wouldn't be walking into the headquarters sweating and heavily breathing. Was saw the huge sign at the top of a building next to a clothing boutique that his ex wife used to always shop at before they got divorced. Instead of the elevator he took the steps. He then stood at the entrance, adjusted his suit, and looked around not having a clue as to what was going on. He saw a crowded group of young adults, and in the center of the gathering was Clara. He grinned as he made his way over. He stood next to her in front of the many singles, and whispered "My apologies for being late, Miss Clara. I was shipped over seas, and it turned out they kept me longer than I'd imagined."


Nelson


"You tell me," She replies, without eye contact. Nelson lowers his eyebrows. "Kaylee?" He reached for her hand, confused as to what he missed. "What's wrong?"