🎸The Bois🎸

🎸The Bois🎸

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This place is about an upcoming small project story where ill be writing small snippets about these group of characters whom are still a work in process but are fun to work with! Three young adults who are starting out in their adulthood and figuring out what they wanna do in their lives, with the help of their boss whom the boys work inside the bakery with! chaotic fun mischief the three young men get into, dragging along side their kind-hearted teddy bear of a boss but also a parental figure/older sibling vibe Hope you guys enjoy!
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