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Fancy meeting you here || Vinctana

Santana: Sweat still glistening on her brow as her long pony swayed behind her she had dismissed the rest of the girls long ago so that she could work on a routine in her head. Eventually that same routine would be recorded-- the best parts going into a larger sequence that would make it to performances. Drinking down the rest of her water she pulled her bag over her shoulder and reached for her phone. The now empty gym now just echoed her footsteps as she walked out. Typing away a response she continued walking past the doors her bag hitting against someone that was walking in. "Watch it," she snapped before looking up from her phone. A little off balance she stopped to look back at the taller guy with a basketball in hand. It was at seeing the familiar person that she snapped out of her mood. "You know usually I would've figured a ghost from years past would've just floated on through, but I guess not." Sh crossed her arms now sizing up Vince and noticing how much he had changed. For one there wasn't his girlfriend attached to his face. "So what? You just breeze back in after not being around for nearly a year and then don't even bother to say hey i'm back? What gives?" There was a hint of a smile on Santana's lips. "Oh I know, you and your child bride wife set up a no talking to other girls rule right? I figured you two would've stayed back in whatever hick state your marriage actually is legal in."

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