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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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sexmusic:
skin this cat // scissor sisters
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FTF || HUNTANA
[Hunter wasn’t one to ruin relationships. She wasn’t like PJ in that manner. He had no qualms about kissing girls who had boyfriends, but she did. It was wrong, and she knew that. It was wrong, and if it happened to her, she’d never get over feeling betrayed. However, that didn’t mean that she wasn’t tempted to do so. In fact, she’s been tempted more times than she could count. And still, she held her ground. It was probably for that reason alone that she should’ve stopped hanging out with Santana— they almost kissed, the last time they hung out. But she just couldn’t stay away.
"Hey, you." she grinned, looking at Santana as she opened the door and ushered her inside. "Now, what’s up?"
[Santana smiled at the girl before grabbing her wrist and leading her towards the bed instructing her to sit. "Well, like I said, I've been thinking and I've come to a very fair and understandable conclusion." She nodded impressed with herself on the manner as she leaned back a bit on the bed before nervously leaning towards Hunter]
[She pushes back from the kiss and sighed, "So, uh, yeah." She cleared her throat, "That's it."]
I would volunteer to save the show with you, but I don’t really do theatre and all that shit. Good luck, though. I’ll definitely be rooting you on, even though you don’t need it at all.
So many people don't, it's kind of sad but in a way understandable. Not everyone can tolerate or understand the whole song and dance thing. I love it. Whether theatre or movies or TV, shine a spotlight in my face and get the camera's rollin' and you've made my damn year. Thanks, stud.
FTF || HUNTANA
[Santana was never completely sure about anything she's ever done. Constantly second guessing herself and wondering if it was the right thing before throwing caution to the wind and doing whatever the fuck she wanted to do -- but tonight was different. Her boyfriend was basically MIA and there was one thing Santana wasn't going to do and that was wait around. Whether he ran back home or just couldn't handle their relationship she deserved the right to know - it hurt her to think he just ditched her and if there was one thing Santana did best it was revenge. Granted tonight wasn't really revenge per say. It was more of a... test.
The last time she was alone with Hunter sparks flew between them, but their lips never met. Foolishly she pushed herself away and regretted that decision ever since and now... well now it was her chance to do it right. She smirked when a knock was heard on her door and opened it swiftly. "Hey."]
TEXT MESSAGE ✉ HUNTANA
Hunter: Only on special occasions. NOPE. Just happy.
Santana: I'm touched that you consider me special. Well get your happy ass over here.
I’m not short.
There’s nothing wrong with my height.
Wow. Relax, it's not that serious.
TEXT MESSAGE ✉ HUNTANA
Hunter: I'll look forward to it! Just lemme get some pantaloons on~
Santana: When do you ever wear pants? Are you allergic?
You’re going to be the perfect leading lady, I have no doubts about that. Especially since you seem the type to fight tooth and nail for your rightful spot. Tell me, what exactly is this new play about that has you so gung-ho about it?
Damn straight I am! In the Heights ~~ which I know, despite me being the break-out star, is gonna be a complete mess with a bunch of interracial ass no talent ass wannabes wrecking the stage like they Miley Cyrus.
You're all boring.
I’ve seen sloths more entertaining.
Wasn't aware we lived to appease you your royal gayness.
TEXT MESSAGE ✉ HUNTANA
Hunter: Really? ME TOO.
Hunter: Oh? Okay. I can do zat. What for?
Santana: I'll tell you when you get here.
[a few minutes later]
Santana: Scratch that. I'll show you when you get here.
…Short Stack?
Keebler Elf seemed too over played, but if that's what you prefer..
Lucky me, meeting you when you’re feeling so charitable. I’ll count my blessings, because something tells me you’re quite the bitch when you want to be. Not that that’s a bad thing. In fact, I love a girl who’s bite is as bad as her bark.
Only because I'm in high spirits. A new play does that to a person. The baddest bitch as Nicki M says and all that. Oh? Then we'll get along perfectly.
TEXT MESSAGE ✉ HUNTANA
Hunter: This has been a reply to said text message.
Santana: I've been thinking.
Santana: You should come over tonight. If you're not doing anything else that is.
More details that I wanted to know, but good luck. I hope you get it!
To quote Miss Leroy, Queen of Analyzing Blue Curtains in a novel about Yellow Curtains, "Life is made of details." Thanks, Short Stack but no luck needed. I'm a shoe in, once again must I repeat myself? I'm the best actress this place has seen.