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Of course, being so brilliant, he landed his dream internship in Seattle. He was going to work for a company that, according to Denny, was one of the leading advertising agencies in the world, and was responsible for coming up with a certain golden-arched fast-food chain’s world renowned jingle.
So a marketing genius? Is there a standardized test for that? Also, Pusha T helped write that jingle
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The only part of the move I had protested, vehemently, was driving there. A few hours in a plane versus days in a cramped car . . . it really was a no-brainer to me. But Denny had some odd attachment to his vehicle and refused to leave it behind. I supposed it would be convenient to have a car in Seattle, but I got a good half day of sulking out of it anyway.
hadn’t remembered shampoo in my hurry to the bathroom, but luckily there was a bar of soap in the shower. Not the greatest way to wash my hair, but I wasn’t comfortable using Kellan’s expensive-looking stuff.
I blushed a little bit over calling him beautiful out loud, and to a guy. I generally tried to not use that word in everyday conversation. People tended to look at me strangely.
Pretty certain that no one cares if you use the word beautiful. Is she trying to be not like other girls? Or is she just too stupid to live
Kellan looked up at us from where he was sitting at the table, writing notes on a spiral pad of paper. Lyrics, maybe? He gave us an amused grin and went back to his work.
These people interact like sociopaths. I don't know if the author knows how to write dialogue so she just uses grins and blushing
“. . . this girl, damn, she had the best rack I’ve ever seen.” The bassist paused to make a crude gesture with his hands, as if the guys would need that statement clarified. “And the shortest skirt too. Everybody around us was completely wasted, so I ducked under the table and shoved that skirt as high as it would go. Then I grabbed my beer bottle and stuck—”

