Time Travelling Twats
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  • Reads 22
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 4
  • Time 10m
Ongoing, First published Apr 12, 2019
Do you wanna read a story about two uni students accidentally time travelling through important historical events while constantly quoting memes and getting accused of being witches in pretty much every time period. Then this is the book for you. 

So let me introduce you to Jade and Rosie. Basically a pair of lazy thirsty ass twats who have absolutely no idea what they're doing at all. Meet Rosie a 21 year old from deepest Devon riddled with insecurities, Daddy issues, childhood traumas and a terribly posh English accent (that goes uncontrollably Devonian when shes stressed.)
Meet her best mate Jade, a 22 year old from the posh part of Cardiff. ( Not really) who's party trick is being able to do a perfect impression of Ness from Gavin and Stacey. From a tight nit family and raised around by strong women and a loving father. Also speaks her mind just not always to who she's annoyed at. Lives off shitty romances, both movies and books.
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