Café boy
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Quackity hears from a local friend a new café opened, little did he know a very loveable brit was about to burst his 'love isnt for me' bubble.
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I'm also writing this story on ao3 but in a different kind if writing cuz i use 2 different writings for the platforms.. so yeah^^
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