The Art Of Misdirection (Taskforce 141 x Reader)
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Last published Mon, Feb 6, 2023
Joining the 141 was a wild roller-coaster. Everyone had been apprehensive to you joining due to your age, but you are here to prove them wrong. Now as of this mission and maybe your last they are going to figure out what your nickname means.
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