You know?" he repeated. She smiled, so he kissed her. "You're not the Han Solo in this relationship, you know." "I'm totally the Han Solo," she whispered. It was good to hear her. It was good to remember it was Eleanor under all this new flesh. "Well, I'm not the Princess Leia," he said. "Don't get so hung up on gender roles," Eleanor said.โ ... โYou can be Han Solo," he said, kissing her throat. "And I'll be Boba Fett. I'll cross the sky for you.
Rainbow RowellYou flirt with everything." She could tell that her eyes were popping-- her eyeballs actually felt cold around the edges. "You flirt with old people and babies and everybody in between.
Rainbow RowellOr maybe, he thought now, he just didn't recognize all those other girls. The way a computer drive will spit out a disk if it doesn't recognize the formatting. When he touched Eleanor's hand, he recognized her. He knew.
Rainbow RowellIโd know you in the dark,โ he said. โFrom a thousand miles away. Thereโs nothing you could become that I havenโt already fallen in love with.
Rainbow RowellYou look ridiculous,โ Wren said. โWhat?โ โThat shirt.โ It was a Hello Kitty shirt from eighth or ninth grade. Hello Kitty dressed as a superhero. It said SUPER CAT on the back, and Wren had added an H with fabric paint. The shirt was cropped too short to begin with, and it didnโt really fit anymore. Cath pulled it down self-consciously. โCath!โ her dad shouted from downstairs. โPhone.โ Cath picked up her cell phone and looked at it โHe must mean the house phone,โ Wren said. โWho calls the house phone?โ โProbably 2005. I think it wants its shirt back.
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