Jacqueline Santoro (vanity_kills) wrote in tell_a_tale, @ 2009-07-29 23:20:00 |
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Jacqueline had everything arranged for their flight to London, their trip to Ireland and Scotland -- she made sure to add Scotland to the itinerary since she mocked him being just like the Irish. She wanted to know the big difference now, not like it would change her mind about them being any different. Just a different accent -- that was about it to her.
Jackie brought an outfit to change into when she got on the plane, she arrived in True Religion jeans, a Pucci top and Christian Louboutin shoes but she soon changed into a Juicy Coutour velor two-piece track suit and flip-flops -- though, she would be changing back after their eight hour flight. She sat primly beside her ex-husband, rolling the cord of her earphones around her iPod, tucking it into her Marc Jacob tote bag. "Ba--, Oliver." She wasn't all that used to being so politically correct and/or having to call him by only his name. "You made sure to pack some warm clothes, right? It's going to be in the fifties the majority of the days." She asked for the millionth time because he was pretty simple with his clothes and skimpy with his packing, or so she remembers, and she didn't want him to get cold.