“Hey, Daphne, I was wondering,” Megan says as she stomps over in a dress clearly inspired by Maleficent. The wardrobe department is not subtle. “Are you going to ask Charlie to dance at the ball, or are you hoping Angie asks you instead?” Daphne turns the same color pink as her Sleeping Beauty gown, and Angie throws a French fry at Megan. “Fuck off, you homophobic twat.”
The side sapphics are at it again and I’m so here for it
