We all remember the infamous “I slept with Swae Lee after Bacchanal” Facebook post from 2016. We’ve all dreamed about waking up after Bacchanal, in bed with one of the headliners. Unfortunately, Bacchanal was virtual this year, severely limiting any hookup opportunities. That’s where this fanfiction comes in. Let’s just imagine together for a moment…
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