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Random anecdote:
I remember that once my mum asked me what is my type, or, what would I like in a romantic partner. My aunt was there, her sister, that is a year older than me, and she showed interest in the answer I would say.
I showed them both a gif of Lockwood, said that he was my latest fictional crush, and this is how It went;
My mum: really? He's too skinny.
My aunt: yes. If you got to lay in his chest, the boy would broke. Like a spaghetti. Look at his face.
Me: I look at him and I like him and I will not apologize.
My mum: he British?
Me: yes.
My mum: then you can like him all you want. You'l never met him after all.
My aunt: 😧
Me: 🙂
My mum: 😁
In a nutshell, they dont approve my taste.