A place where beautiful people gather to talk about how beautiful they are.
I had secured a roof over my head, and there was cake.
"...I hated coming out with all this personal stuff to a stranger, but the woman gave me cake and I felt like relating. There was something about her, this hidden wildness, and her tragic past that I couldn't help but be all Hollywood Formula and relate to...At least I had secured a roof over my head for the night, and there was cake."
Somehow when I read this in the book I just started, I couldn't help but think of Eli...
[/giphy And there was CAKE!]





Quoted from Murder on the Hill by Kennedy Chase