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"You're the best thing I never knew I needed."
"So when you were here I had no Idea."
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"I'm gay, just airing that out."
"Anyways," Doug whistled eyeing Evie, "I'm Dope's son. As in Dopey, Doc, Bashful, Happy, Grumpy, Sleepy, and . . .Heigh-ho."
Evie stepped forward with a smile, "Evie, Evil queen's daughter."
"Hey princess," Doug smiled. Evie looked down, blushing under his gaze, "About your classes, I uh, put in the requirements already. . . history of woodsmen and pirates, safety rules for the internet, and, uh, remedial goodness 101."
"Let me guess. New class? Come on, guys, let's go find out dorms." Mal nodded down the hall.
Tia nudged Doug, who was too busy staring at Evie's swaying figure, to continue on with the tour, "Oh- uh, yeah-- your dorms are that way, guys."
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"Wow. . . This place is amazing--" Evie started, glancing around the room with excitement in her eyes.
"Gross." Mal finished.
Evie stopped, glancing at Mal, "I know, right? Amazingly-- gross."
"Ew, Ugh! I'm going to need some serious sunscreen," Mal grumbled. Though she wouldn't admit it out loud. . . she actually enjoyed that sun, and how warm it made her feel.
