La Vie En Rose
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What is that aborted fetus looking thing beside you and Spiderman?
Wasn’t this from when arrived and had to take a school trip into the island? Why didn’t I get any ice cream?!
Wait you and Sutton? How come no one told me?!Because “[me] and Sutton” don’t exist.
Well I mean I wouldn’t go that far…you’re at least friends and there’s always a thin line between friends and champagne kisses.
No. No. No. No one remembers this. This is obviously a forged form of potential embarrassment. Really.
Really? I’m pretty sure everyone remembers this.
Hey Sutton, remember James’s awkward years?
Double huh? Well last time I checked, I’m indebted to you right now. Letting you have the best room is only the beginning of me “making it up to you,” isn’t it?
I’m sure it’s only the beginning, after all I expect a lot from someone such as yourself James Kennedy, I expect you’ll be making it up to me for the majority of our time on St. Barts. I’ll have to warn you, I can be hard to please at times.
I appreciate the offer. Really, I do. But, I’m going to make it an easier night for your pilot. Plus, Sutton is giving me enough hope to hold out with her.
Oh please, why would I give him an easy night? It’s not like we’re not paying him for this. He always demands the double when flying me anywhere, I should make him work for it. But if you say so, I’ll be the one in the best room.
What could have been, Harper…
Anyways, try and not start the party before I get there.
There’s still time to Bridgette Emerson and have the pilot change route. I mean he’s been flying my mother for years, I’m sure he’s used to it by now.
No promises on that. I don’t wait for anyone.
Not for at least another hour. The pilot is slightly worried about the approaching thunderstorm so he’s taking a few extra precautions. I’m a patient guy but wondering around a flight hanger isn’t exactly what I call fun.
You’re still waiting an hour? You should have told me and I would have asked my pilot to stop in DC and we could have gone together., I’ve been in the air for half an hour already.
Well thanks for being so considerate of my future. And, with you being you, I might be convinced to make my way up to the concrete jungle. But, factoring in the traffic and generally bitter people, I’m going to have to exert my willpower and stay in the Capitol. I do plan on actually being on time for St. Barts.
Right right, cause pantsuits are so much better than traffic, I’d say bitter too but how you not be bitter while wearing those things? You use that will power to stay where you’re at instead of helping me pack and I’ll make sure to use that same will power to vote against you in 2020. You better make it up to me in St. Barts.
Hey Harper, how’s packing treating you?I haven’t even started packing. I still have tomorrow, why would I do it now? How’s your packing going Mr. Kennedy?
Now is the formality really necessary, Harper? Can’t lie though, I always like the sound of “Mr. Kennedy.” Sadly this vacation has made me pretty lackadaisical. However, you can always count on Allie to mother you into getting your life back on track. Anyways, I just saw my sister off and now I have no excuse to not pack. Hey, in fact, it would be oh so kind of you to come to DC and help. Why pack for yourself when you can help a friend in need?
It’s always necessary when speaking to you. I feel like I should be helping you prepare for the real world, I have to make sure you’re used to it so you don’t get taken by surprise. Allie? Oh not in my case, Charlotte’s the one who’s always running behind making sure I finish everything. Me? Go to DC? James, the last time I was in DC I saw so many pantsuits that I broke out in a rash. It wasn’t pretty and I rather avoid that again. How about you take a stroll over to Manhattan and help me pack. And by help I mean just do it for me.
