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Colin sat in the living room of his and Natsumi’s tiny apartment, looking up flight information to Quincy, Illinois on his laptop. He had barely been able to contain himself as he drove himself and Natsumi from University, thoughts flying though his head a mile a minute. He felt like an enormous, stultifying weight had been lifted from his shoulders, a weight he hadn’t fully realized was there until this morning.