"Ugh," I say. I collapse facedown into the pillows."Hey." She leans her body sideways, until it's level with mine. "Everything's cool. It's nothing to mope about."I ignore her."I'm not leaving, bub. Because you're going to wallow. You're going to put on that playlist. What's it called?""The Great Depression," I mutter. It's like all Elliott Smith and Nick Drake and the Smiths. I already have it cued up."Right," she says. "The Great Depression. That romp. No way."
Becky Albertalli, Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda
A+ musikval för wallowing.