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 RowellHe tried not to love that she could recite scenes from Ghostbusters, that she liked kung fu movies and could name all of the original X-Menโ because those seemed like reasons a guy would fall for a girl in a Kevin Smith movie.
Rainbow RowellHe wound the scarf around his fingers until her hand was hanging in the space between them. Then he slid the silk and his fingers into her open palm. And Eleanor disintegrated.
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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