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{THIS STORY IS CURRENTLY ON HIATUS RN BECAUSE I HAVE NO TIME AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHEN THIS WILL BE CONTINUED} Well, I've seen almost no Sean X Readers, so here I am, making one. I'm not very good with descriptions, so I'll just give you guys a bit of a teaser from the first chapter: I sat in my mother's boring bakery, looking out at the city set out before me. "Y/n, are you alright?" My mother asked, placing her hand on my shoulder. "I'm alright, I'm just kind of lonely." I sighed, my hands shaking a tiny bit. "What about the boy with the curly, red hair who comes in every day? He seems like he might be into you." She suggested, trying to be loving. "He's definitely cute," I admitted. "I'm just too shy to talk to him. For fuck's sake, I don't even know his name." "Language!" She whacked my hand with the wooden spoon she was holding. "You're going to be waiting on him when he comes back tomorrow."
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