I like stuff with romantic elements and angst, usually YA, fantasy, paranormal/urban fantasy or variations thereof. Usually wrinkles nose at sci-fi due to unlikely tech. Straight girl who likes boys that like boys!
“Oh, sweetie,” he says, patronizing. “That’s cute.”
“That you think celebrity children of powerful people aren’t royalty.”
“Are you accusing me of being a Hilton?” I sputter. “Or a, a–” my head might explode, “Kardashian?”
“The Hellish equivalent.” He pauses, then adds thoughtfully, “You know I don’t think it needed the qualifier.”
BWAHAHAHA! Yeah, I would be horrified by this conversation too.