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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Oct 27, 2017 23:08:15 GMT -8
Lady Lee-o Please PM Heidi at least one picture and the location and description of this flashback.
Location
Location description, taking place on September 22, 2004.
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Post by Lady Lee-o on Dec 7, 2017 12:22:55 GMT -8
(POST - Day 1 EVENT - Mid-Section of Flight 815 Crashes)Flashback -September 22, 2004 - 20 mins Before departure
Jasmine chatted with her mother for almost forty minutes, telling where she was and how the tour went. She couldn’t wait to see her family again, it had been so long since she hugged her parents. The last time she saw them was Christmas and it was now only a few months away. “Ms. Jinx, it’s time.” Jasmine looked very annoyed but she couldn’t miss this flight at all. “Mom, I have to go- I’ll call you as soon as I get in. Yep, Jordan’s calling me now I have to go.” Without much warning, she switched calls and smiled, “You better be on your way, Misters or I’m going to give you hell.” “You know me babe, last minute manager duties.” she didn’t like where this was going, not at all. “Listen, Jaz, I have way too much to close here. I have a few deals that need the finalization which I can’t do on a long flight. I know I said I’d come home with you but I can’t this time around. I need to catch a later flight but I-” "Jordan Piccalilli, I swear to god if you don’t catch this flight-” She was fuming but she kept her voice low, for the time being… “Jaz, I’m your manager and your fiance. You knew this was apart of the whole package.” “You promised me, Jordan!” Eyes turned towards her as she started to pace the hall, “you promised, damn it.” “Stop making a scene, people are probably watching you. Listen, I booked you a small US tour- around Christmas. I need you to be ready, I will call you in a couple days before I fly to New York.” “Drop dead, Jordan Piccalilli! I told you I won’t be doing another tour, I’m taking a break to work on my clothing line and that stupid fragrance you’re making me do. I also had a boyfriend to marry-” “Had?” Jordan sighed. “Had, if he doesn’t get his ass on this plane.” “You know I love you, why are you making such a big deal? I’m yours and you are mine so stop being such a drama queen. Listen, I will cancel a couple meeting and get a flight out tomorrow instead, okay? I’ll meet you in New York in a few days?” Jasmine sighed, feeling herself calm down a little bit. “And it’s not a big tour, just a special holiday event. This will be good for your American career too, a few major cities on the east coast. We’ll invite your parents in the front row, hook some kids up with VIP passes and boom. You are a star baby, perfect and-” “Save it, you are such a kiss ass, Jordan Piccalilli. You promised and I booked your seat next to mine, we are officially fighting and expect a fat lip when I see you. And you might want to think about new accommodations because you and I are through.” She hung up the phone and headed right for the bar, “I wasted enough years on him!” Her bodyguard followed behind her quickly, “maybe I should date women again?” “Mr. Piccalilli is a good man, Ms. Jinx, I’m sure you two will make up.” “I’m just his meal ticket, I swear all guys are the same. They are after two things, my body and my money, guess I can’t blame them. Women aren’t any better, trainwrecks, all of them.” “Yes, Ms. Jinx.”
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