ginny weasey

  • Blaise: Gin! Okay, I know you think I'm just some...
  • Ginny: Coward? Phony?
  • Blaise: Okay, just listen.
  • Ginny: No, you listen. You turned out to be exactly who I thought you were. I never pretended to be somebody else. It's been me all along. And it was me who was hurt in front of everybody. Look, I didn't come here to yell at you, okay? I know what it feels like to be afraid to show who you are. I was. But not anymore. And the thing is, I don't care what people think about me... because I believe in myself. And I know that things are gonna be okay. But even though I have no friends, and no job prospects, and no friends who understand my decisions..... it's you that I feel sorry for... [she leaves]
  • Blaise: Ginny Wait!

“What is this? Lily! I told you to clean your room!”
“Calm down. Look, it’s Bastille… and Arctic Monkeys, you like that band, right? There’s also that store that Hugo loves: American Apparel. And there’s The Neighborhood, The Kooks and the 1975. You like ‘Chocolate’- that’s by them. Oh, and that’s my calculator.”