﹅ ۰ ۰ ۰ 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗦 ┊ ❪ 𝑨𝙲𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝑺𝙿𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚂! ❫
▍𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 ｡ ｡ ｡ ｡ kids from all different backgrounds,
whether that being raised by a villain, raised by a hero,
raised by a mom, raised by a dad, or raised by b...
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𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐌𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐓 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐌, Jane leaned against the pillar of Mal's bed, a shadow of doubt clouding her face. Mal lay sprawled on her bed, lazily sketching in her notebook, while Evie hummed softly, stitching away at a new dress. Elizabeth sat beside Evie at the table, doodling absently, occasionally glancing up with a small smile.
"Mom said, if a boy can't see the beauty within, then he's not worth it."Jane spoke sadly, sighing. "Can you believe it? What world does she live in?"
Mal let out a laugh, "Auradon."
"Mal, do you like?" Evie asked, holding up the dress she was working on. As she held it up, Elizabeth looked at it in awe, running a hand along it.
Mal looked up from her notebook, nodding. "Yeah, it's cute. Brings out your eyes."
"I know." Evie smiled back.
Going over and sitting down on Evie's bed, Jane sighed as she continued. "I'll never get a boyfriend."
"Boyfriends are overrated." Mal replied, causing Evie to raise a brow.
"And how would you know, Mal?" Evie questioned. "You've never had one."
Mal looked up at Evie, rolling her eyes. "It's 'cause I don't need one, E. They're a waste of time."
Sitting up in her seat, Elizabeth shrugged. "Yeah, but it's nice sometimes. To have someone there for you." Elizabeth said, closing her notebook and looking over at Mal. Jane nodded, pointing at Elizabeth.
"See, she gets it!" Jane sighed. "So, what was he like? Was he short? Was he tall?" Jane began listing, continuing on as she wondered what it'd be like.
