beautiful_ann: (Makeup)
Ann Darrow ([personal profile] beautiful_ann) wrote2006-07-13 11:33 pm

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Christmas Eve in New York City is beautiful, particularly with the light snow falling tonight.

Ann is up in her room, touching up her makeup and nervously primping.

[identity profile] jackdriscoll.livejournal.com 2006-07-14 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
He gives her a sideways look. "You think I'd really tell you if I did?"

[identity profile] jackdriscoll.livejournal.com 2006-07-14 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
He smirks. "Well, yes, they're socks. Very exciting, socks. You can use them to warm your feet, and, uh, wear with shoes and they make for very entertaining hours when you happen to lose one."

[identity profile] jackdriscoll.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Now I wish I'd actually gotten you socks."

[identity profile] jackdriscoll.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
He gives her a look.

"If you actually knew my family you wouldn't worry about that."

[identity profile] jackdriscoll.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Everyone in my family is strange except my mother. She's normal. Dreadfully normal."

[identity profile] jackdriscoll.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
He raises an eyebrow. "You think so?"

[identity profile] jackdriscoll.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
He frowns. "I'm dissapointed! That means I'm not special."

And look, wouldn't you know? They're at his house.

[identity profile] jackdriscoll.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Awww.

Jack's so flattered by the complement and warm from the kiss that he nearly forgets he's behind the wheel of a moving car. He remembers soon enough not to run into his neighbor's car.

[identity profile] jackdriscoll.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe."

He carefully parks in the spot in front of his house. Before she can say anything, Jack's hopped out of the car, has run to her side and has opened the door for the lady.

[identity profile] jackdriscoll.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
Jack closes the door and places a hand on her lower back as he escorts her to the front door. "So did you get me socks?"

[identity profile] jackdriscoll.livejournal.com 2006-07-16 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm dying from suspense."

He opens the door.