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It's date night for Cruella and Maleficent, a power couple if there ever was one. They arrive at the restaurant, a chic bistro with dim lighting and a cozy ambiance. As they enter, heads turn, not just because of their iconic fashion sense, but the sheer presence they command.
"Damn, this place is packed," Cruella mutters, her voice low and raspy. "Let's grab a booth in the back, babe."
Maleficent smirks, her sharp features softening. "As you wish, dear."
They slide into the booth, their shoulders brushing intimately. Cruella's hand rests on Maleficent's thigh with a casual yet possessive gesture. The server approaches, but the women are more interested in each other, their eyes locked in a silent, intense conversation.
"Order for us, will ya?" Cruella winks at the server, her boldness a stark contrast to Maleficent's regal silence.
A simple date, but their connection is electric, a force that captivates everyone around them.