LUCKY, sinners
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𝙄 𝘼𝙄𝙉'𝙏 𝙇𝙐𝘾𝙆𝙔, 𝙎𝙈𝙊𝙆𝙀.
𝙄'𝙈 𝘾𝙐𝙍 𝙎𝙀𝘿
Celeste 'Lucky' King were the SmokeStack Twins guilty pleasure. They knew each other since they were kids. Always looked out for each other, took care of each other. But there were always unresolved feelings in this trio. It was clear as day both Smoke and Stack had a thing for Lucky, they couldn't hide it for the life of them.
Now, 7 years after the trios disappearance from Mississippi, they're back now. But all of them are in deep shit. And Lucky... she ain't so Lucky anymore..
Smoke X Fem Oc X Stack (Love Triangle)
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