There was that dormant plan at the back of my head the first time I watched it, which is to hide under the seats hoping that the cleaning guys wouldn’t see so we can watch the movie again, right that instant. Obviously, I didn’t hate it. I loved how Edward emerged from the foliage in the dream, all godlike and sparkling and beautiful and smiling at Bella like she was the only girl in the world. And then that was trumped only by his actual strut out of the new awesomer Volvo, nonchalant and arrogant and brooding, loping towards us…
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