#text san

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TEXT ⇄ PEZBERRY

Rachel: Napping, Santana?

Rachel: I don't know about you, but I stopped taking platonic naps with girlfriends when I was in pre-school.

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Text ⇄ Pezberry

Rachel: I'd rather not play a third wheel or get in the way of whatever best friend bonding you and Quinn get up to.

Rachel: However, if you're looking for a bed to warm whenever you call it a night, my apartment's above the bakery.

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Text ⇄ Pezberry

Rachel: Speaking of concealer, you owe me a new bottle.

Rachel: I've had to touch up my neck all week.

Rachel: I am, after all, a professional.

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Text ⇄ Pezberry

Rachel: I realize that it's incredibly rude of me to have been in possession of your number for what's going on six days, goodness nearly a week now, and neglecting to actually use said number to contact you in any manner, so first and foremost I would like to offer my sincerest apologies [unsent]

[ Jesse steals Rachel's phone and deletes what she's typed because he convinced his friend to send a simple hello text, not a novella. ]

Rachel: Hi.

Rachel: It's Rachel.

Rachel: From NYE.

[stillmedhead]

Text @ Tana

Q: Sorry about missing your call. Judes confiscated all phones during brunch and present time and I the only reason I was able to get mine back yet was lying about needing to check work emails.

Q: Merry Christmas, Tana. Send our best wishes on to your family and Dani as well.

Q: We should talk soon, though. Big things are happening, which I know you know, but still...

Q: We're headed back to New York on Friday and then we're back to LA on Saturday, but maybe we could actually manage to see each others' faces on something other than a skype call?

Q: Love you, San.

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Text| Brittany→Santana

Brittany: San? Are you doing anything?