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"Jabberwocky? Better than a goddamn butterfly Why him?"

"Jabberwocky’s"safe word" When she’d turned eighteen, Søren had instructed her to choose one But that wasn’t a conversation she needed to have "My spirit guide You know, totem or whatever So you like fairy tales?"

"Grimm’s fairy tales, the real ones Not those Disney ones The real stories"

"The real fairy tales are incredibly violent," Eleanor reminded him She not only knew Griinal Gerinal Cinderella the wicked stepsisters cut off their toes and heels to fit into the glass slipper"

"I know It’s not the Gri Beauty, the sleeping princess doesn’t get kissed by the prince--"

"She gets raped Saped at her

"Rape is a small price to pay? Did you say that out loud in this school?" He glanced around wildly as if checking for spies and/or wo Beauty has the same theme as the creation myth," Eleanor said "Ada and innocent If they eat the forbidden fruit, they’ll have knowledge of good and evil But they’ll also lose paradise They give up paradise for knowledge without even knohat that knowledge is Sleeping Beauty loses her innocence in exchange for waking Otherwise she’d live in a drea raped awake," Wyatt reminded her

"Adam and Eve didn’t knohat they would win or what they would lose until they’d both won and lost it It’s like that poe is of the road he took until he got to the end of it You choose first, then you find out what you’ve chosen after Every choice has a price Sometimes we don’t knohat it is until after we’ve paid it"

Wyatt leaned forward and stared at her fro way, Elle, but you should be a writer"

"I aly and tapped the table a few tiht

"Wyatt?"

"Givedown a stealth bomber with a knife"

"Don’t even try it Do you write?"

"Yeah, but don’t tell anybody Writing’s likeEveryone does it but no one likes to ad?"

"Both" Eleanor waggled her eyebrows at hi that she was now in full-blown flirtation mode She had to shut this down and fast

"So what do you write?" she asked, trying to get onto a safer topic than sex

"Mostly poetry about death and the lessness of life and how youthat are arbitrary, but when you’re older you have to pretend like they "

"Holy shit You’re Robert Frost, aren’t you?"

"Shh …" Wyatt hushed her as if she’d leaked a state secret "Keep your voice down I don’t want to get roupies, which have never existed in the history of the world ever"

"You’re ridiculous"

"And you’re beautiful and you speak German and you write and I want to move into your dorm room and sleep in your dirty clothes hamper"

Eleanor stared blankly at him