Slack Curly Quotes

She tensed as Cain came to stand nearby, half-hidden in the shadow of the clock tower behind them. Verin, the curly-haired loudmouth thief, was at his side. “What do you want?” she said. Cain’s tan face twisted in a sneer. Somehow, he’d gotten bigger—or maybe her eyes were playing tricks on her. “Pretending to be a lady doesn’t mean you are one,” he said. Celaena shot Nehemia a look, but the princess’s eyes remained upon Cain—narrowed, but her lips strangely slack. But Cain wasn’t done, and his attention shifted to Nehemia. His lips pulled back, revealing his gleaming white teeth. “Neither does wearing a crown make you a real princess—not anymore.” Celaena took a step closer to him. “Shut your stupid mouth, or I’ll punch your teeth down your throat and shut it for you.

Professor Sandoval was Harvard’s first Latina tenured professor and an absolute star on campus. Her hair was shiny, curly, and black. Her skin was a deep warm brown and she had the tiniest, sparkliest diamond in her nose. One of the most iconic things about Ruby Sandoval is that she wore leather pants, and often. Nothing about it was vulgar, they looked as demure as a pair of Anne Taylor slacks but they were decidedly not Anne Taylor slacks. She was a Latina with a full professorship and she wore perfectly tailored Italian leather pants. It said something. She wasn’t here to lie low.