The sequel but there is no first book
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Last published Thu, May 4, 2023
An inconsistent narrator trying to narrate a story about a few hot but incompetent fuckers. There will be major character death and a whole lot of chaos.
This story will not be well written cuz im honestly just here to have a good time and write a story containing some friends and i cant write for shit.
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