The quintessential early twenties trash couch. The type you crash on, bury under textbooks, or sit on while sipping flat Coke and speaking to no one at a party. That’s the first thing the guy with the tattoos says when August settles onto the rubbed-off center cushion of the brown leather couch-a flaking hand-me-down number that’s been a recurring character the past four and a half years of college.
SEEKING YOUNG SINGLE ROOMMATE FOR 3BR APARTMENT UPSTAIRS, 6TH FLOOR. Casey McQuiston's One Last Stop is a magical, sexy, big-hearted romance where the impossible becomes possible as August does everything in her power to save the girl lost in time.Taped to a trash can inside the Popeyes Louisiana Kitchen at the corner of Parkside and Flatbush Avenues.
Maybe it's time to start believing in some things, after all. She's literally displaced in time from the 1970s, and August is going to have to use everything she tried to leave in her own past to help her. August's subway crush becomes the best part of her day, but pretty soon, she discovers there's one big problem: Jane doesn't just look like an old school punk rocker. Jane with her rough edges and swoopy hair and soft smile, showing up in a leather jacket to save August's day when she needed it most. Dazzling, charming, mysterious, impossible Jane. And there's certainly no chance of her subway commute being anything more than a daily trudge through boredom and electrical failures.īut then, there's this gorgeous girl on the train.
She can't imagine how waiting tables at a 24-hour pancake diner and moving in with too many weird roommates could possibly change that. For cynical twenty-three-year-old August, moving to New York City is supposed to prove her right: that things like magic and cinematic love stories don't exist, and the only smart way to go through life is alone.
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