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TAGGED: Santana Lopez. 

WHERE: Sam’s home. 

WHEN: One of the first few mornings waking up at Sam’s. 

Santana woke with a start at promptly seven o’clock - as per usual.

Santana woke with a sweet relief - that was unusual.

Santana than drowned in an anxiety cloaked as vile that churned her stomach; empty of any edible contents, it was quickly gutted like a snake slinking inside a beauty queen’s pill bottle insides - that was usual.

A quick dash into the bathroom the vile was gone, she was cleansed, light again - that was usual.  

Then the unusual struck; she wasn’t at the Lopez residence, but Evans. And there it was again, a sweet serenade of peace that she couldn’t quite swallow. Too large, too rough, too unusual, unwelcomed - she say’s the last ‘statement’, with a big bright question mark at the end - but silently, metaphorically, she smothered the feeling close to her chest. She wasn’t ready to lose it just yet. It was nice, even if it felt like the sweet confusing relief she saw in a stranger’s eyes once who was dehydrated to the point his mouth was thick with dryness when her brother handed him a cold glass of water with glass shards in it in the midst of the torture he had been ensuing on the stranger. He seemed thankful, but crazed with the thought: when would it end? Unlike that stranger though Santana wasn’t asking such a question because she had glass shards to pass, but because hope always ended - abruptly.

So when she walked out to his wide living room, she did it quietly. She moved like a cat, feet padding softly against the cool ground, tensing when she hit a soft spot that screamed her presence. But still, she lurked with that warmth, that constipated euphoria in a place, for some reason, felt like the farthest thing from home, but the closest she’s ever been to one - and it wasn’t just because she knew Sam was there.  

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text message jaketana

J.S: That's not true. She came to me because

J.S: Jane Berry is scared of you. Everybody knows you're talented. Myself included.

J.S: Which is why I really enjoy having you as my co-captain. It'd be different without you. I haven't had this much fun since the Warblers. I know I don't express it much but I just wanted to let you know.

J.S: I'll never say no to weekly videos.

J.S: But if you're down for a little fun, join me.

J.S: Please?

SP: ...ru lying? you can tell me if you are, it'll probably just make me think you're even sweeter for slipping a sweet one like that to me while I'm walking the line of being in the dumps. 'cos it really feels like no one does, sometimes. but ya know, everyone said you're bad news, but like, you've done more for me than they've done for me in the time we were in glee. You trusted me, heck, you even gave my ideas a gander before hard balling them with a quick hard no. I swear, mistress tana ba-bad-am is rearing her hot head ever since I stepped front row and started leading with someone. i'm just, to be gross, not only appreciate that sculpted to sit on face you have, but you now, appreciate you as like a person too. [grin emoji]

SP: It's known, and co-capt, if you're down, I'm down, but I'm drawing up a handy dandy crayola constitution to store in my Lisa Frank, custom made, white house folder. It'll be protected, promise.

SP: Yes, yes, yes. Where, where, where? [grin emojix2]

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While we all know I’ve got self-love and self-lust down pat for myself, it’s officially pouring in at record proportions like Zize’s love handles when she reaches for anything under a size gigantor, because I’ve finally picked my Halloween outfits. This is gonna be one for the Slut-o-een books, trust that. 

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Milk Serving it on Season 8 Grand Finale

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text message __ sugtana

SP: Oh silly, like your dreams would let you forget me.

SP: CW. Always blame CW.

SK: If I /were/ to have a dream involving you, it would be entirely your fault for keep suggesting it.

SK: CW, got it. I'll keep that in mind.

SP: But it's not /entirely/ my fault you'd go to bed thinking 'bout and dreaming 'bout my sweet cheeks. I mean, out of all things you can rack your brain for and you're thinking 'bout my rack before its time to snooze and cruise? I plead not guilty in this hypothetical situation.

SP: And PC - I mean I'm about it, but like, I'm about it when it's about me looking dandy.

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Anyone you got your eye on, hot-stuff? ;)

Um…………..well not one, a couple things, like the computer screen, and you, grey-stuff. I’d add a so ‘90′s wink face, but too discriminate, I’m not into grey they’s, sorry.

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if you could sleep with anyone in new directions, who would it be?

Oh gosh, oh gosh, oh gosh, oh gosh, talk ‘bout leaving out the important parts. I mean, are we trying to say you’re limiting me to one person? Or if it’s all in one session can I add a couple hotties to the mix like a Mormon husband?

 ‘Cos I gots to admit, Jake and I sluttily slaying has definitely shot ‘em to the top of my Snixx ‘em list. Oh wait.....he’s not in New Dicks - in that case, Marley. She’s beautiful, and the fact she can musically pop off is pretty hot too. 

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Lets play 20 questions, the first 20 asks I get sent I will answer, no matter how personal, creepy or sexual

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text message jaketana

J.S: The video has a lot of naked people. My kind of dance. 😜

J.S: All the Brown people.

J.S: Berry's at it again. Messaged me that she wants the ND to collab with PB&J. We half-ass choreograph all their shit, we get our own number. Gave her an open answer - I'd think about it. You down with me?

SP: No, because she obviously doesn't get were in this together - or for face-value, if you're not - which is why she's askin' you for the in, and not /us/. As your co-cap she should have came to me too, but she came to you 'cos she thinks only you're the leader, and I'm not doing it. I'm not going back to being a shadow to shuffle into someone silhouette, no way. She hurt my feelings, and I don't take that lightly. I get it if you do it, Jakey, still weekly vids though?

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Ugh, no. Music may be my life, but ‘musically’, is a one stop shop to Geek squad talk, and I’m beyond aight on that front. Warballs, ya, Jakey’s ex-team. Especially don’t care now. I’m talking talent in all things American: sports, drinking, and piggyback rides. 

That’s stupid, your aunt doesn’t even go here, let alone sitting gorg at the tippy-top of the social hierarchy, you should at least take it with a few grain of salts. It’s called logic. 

What? No, Principal Figgins isn’t recruiting me - I moved here with my mother. As for whether I’m talented… I’m guessing you mean musically? I mean, I was a member of the Warblers and I was a big part of helping them place at Nationals so… I’d like to say that I’m talented. They wouldn’t have allowed me in if I wasn’t.

Thanks for the advice, but like with my aunt’s, I’m going to take it with a grain of salt.

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You should start taking names so you know where to send your hair bills. I mean, at least a thank you note since they gave you a chance to play the victim for the first time since you began to put the dick in dicktatorship. 

I don’t know their names. I’m sure all of them will happily take some part, so I’m sure your congratulations will be appreciated.

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Is Principal Figgins like recruiting you all or something? Is he finally trying to funnel some talent (if you have any, ‘cos I’m not too sure how you’re doing in the looks department yet) in this hallway that didn’t accidently stumble in ‘cos their parents should have had a V8 when they chose this place to raise their children? I’m not entirely complaining - yet. 

One thing your aunt didn’t mention is this place has been swarmed by McKinley’s losers - so keep an eye out. 

My aunt mentioned something about how all of the ‘cool kids’ at McKinley had one of these things, and while I took that with a grain of salt, I figured it was a good way to get to know my future classmates before I start school next week. So, uh… hey, I’m Matt. Matt Anderson. It’s nice to meet you all.

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I heard. Oh, I heard ‘bout the comics. I’m hoping they’re gonna stick to the theme of televions and movies blowing off the original work - ‘cos for once, this might actually call for that. I gots to admit, I’m digging it hard, maybe even a tad bit harder than The Walking Dead. 

I do, and it’s just finishing its what, second season now? It’s still not as great as The Walking Dead, but any chance to see walkers is a chance I’ll take. I’m just sitting on edge waiting to see who Negan kills. Better not be who they killed in the comics.

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Come on, like they’ve got the brain power to remember that far back. You act like they have a reason to fear you.

I’m not surprised, but they need to remember who they’re dealing with.

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text message __ sugtana

SP: While I think your bitchin' is well deserved at, who gives a crap 'bout his name, a, 'what's good?', is the cherry on top you're for real missing, just saying, Sugs.

SK: Santana. I almost forgot you existed. No such luck, I guess.

SK: What is it with people thinking everybody is secretly nice?

SP: Oh silly, like your dreams would let you forget me.

SP: CW. Always blame CW.