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I loveee romantic books. I love reading about cute relationships and their love and everything.
I'm a massive shipper. I. SHIP. EVERYTHING. From Everlark and Fourtris, to Viola and Orsino in Twelfth Night, to Troyler and Jamber.
Shipping gives me ALL. THE FEELS.
When I read Between the Lives at camp, I had massive feel attacks and I was actually squealing and stuff whilst the boys were playing cards. A few wanted to know what was happening and a couple (including our leader) were commentating on it as if I was a bird, like "And here we observe the greater spotted Charli having a fangirl attack...". Yep.
But yes. I love romance in fiction. When it's written well, I absolutely love it.
Why have romance in reality when you can read about so many relationships in books? Romance is dead in real life anyway.