Bad Habits
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  • Reads 74
  • Votes 6
  • Parts 5
  • Time 20m
Ongoing, First published May 18, 2017
"You got a lot of bad habits babe." I say smirking at him. He throws his cigarette into the pool and chugs the rest of his drink with a small smile he looks at me.

"And you're the biggest one"


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Basically a cliche high school love story thingy but hopefully not too cliche we'll see !!
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