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Tequila and Cigarettes
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Ongoing, First published Mar 01, 2024
⚠️UNFINISHED - Dont know if I'm going to continue this. Read at your own caution if your expecting/wanting a full series. Sorry gang.

You work in a small bar in a shady part of town, not the best job but beggars cant be choosers. You always thought you would hate your job as a bartender but that all changed when a special someone walked through those doors...

That someone special just so happen to be the leader of Las Almas.

(Note: I do not own COD or its characters, im just a person who has too much time on my hands and use it making fan fiction.)
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