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Patrick Bagelman x Reader (SATIRE)
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    Parts 4
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    Time 6m
Ongoing, First published Aug 20, 2022
A wealthy Bri'ish Primark employee, Patrick Bateman, hides the fact that he is a half-bagel from his co-workers and friends as he delves deeper into his lovely fantasies for Y/N L/N. It's the early 2020s.
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