I was quietly enjoying myself, still sighing because this YA trilogy is going way too fast for my liking, but appreciating the banter, when out of the blue the characters started being massively fatphobic. Why? People's weight is not a joke. In addition to the casual sexism and the insta-love, this trip down memory lane is getting a bit sour. I'm not so sure I want to read the author's next series. I will read a one-shot because it sounds quite different and really lovely, though.