ickyvicky:
“I’m going to need a thicker jacket when winter comes. I’m fucking freezing.” Vicky lit up a cigarette, not caring if the person next to her was bothered by it or not. She inhaled from it and shoved her lighter back into her purse. “It’s mostly the wind that gets to me. Makes my face and neck all red. I’ll need a good scarf too. Maybe there’s a nice boutique on this god forsaken island that sells something decent. Aren’t islands supposed to be warm anyway?”
“This is nothing. I’m pretty positive there’s a snowstorm going on back in New York. I don’t miss that part about home. The snow was awful for my heels.” Gidget stated. She was in a simple sweater and blazer combo but she felt perfectly warm. Even with the wind blowing, she was used to the nippiness. “I’m not sure but if you ever need a beanie or scarf, I have loads. Especially three season old sweaters that I’m sure you’d fit.”











