Abby laid flat on a rock beside the enchanted lake, her face tipped back towards the sun as she enjoyed peace and quiet for a change. Usually this place was packed, but there must be another dumb Auradon event today keeping everyone else busy -- like she’d want to set foot in another one of those things, though, after how disastrous the last one had been. A night that was supposed to be something new and kind of exciting for her and Gaston Jr. had turned into a bloody nightmare when he’d managed to blurt out in the middle of sex that she felt so much better than her cousin. He’d fucked her own cousin the same night and then had the nerve to come to her! Abby was doing all she could to pretend it didn’t get to her, to pretend it didn’t upset her as much as it did, but she was definitely failing, and a little space from Jr. was exactly what she needed right now.
Unfortunately, her peace and quiet didn’t last for long, though; she heard a branch cracking under someone’s foot, and she groaned loudly, sitting up and shading her eyes from the sun as she searched for the source of the noise. At the first flash of broad shoulders and dirty blonde hair, her stomach dropped, thinking that Gaston Jr. had found her when she was trying so hard to subtly ignore him until she got over things. Squinting, though, she realized it was actually his twin -- telling them apart came so easily to her, no matter how much other people struggled with it -- and for the first time in her life, Abby wasn’t sure if G3 was worse or not. She wasn’t about to let him know that she hated his twin even more than she hated him at the moment, though, and she flopped back onto her towel, asking huffily, “Why are you here?”
