Santana Lopez + butt
Me.My human, duh.
Naya Simera: You think you slick.
//Thank you, Captain Naya Obvious, but this anon wouldn’t have asked that if they didn’t already know that…
#when I find myself in times of trouble #pennsatucky comes to me #speaking words of wisdom
"What an ass, huh? I guess he didn’t take our "break-up" so well."
"Not that I’m surprised, anyway. How have you been Trouts?"
"I don’t know. To relive memories?" He was only joking, of course.
"I hope they do, but if not, it’s not like it’s the end of the world. I could always just order something else." Chord tailed behind her, this time struggling slightly to get over. When he eventually does, he let’s out a grateful sigh and wipes off the sweat that’s built on his forehead.
"Walking is great exercise, but I think we should go in your car. Sean might come home soon and he’ll probably wonder why there’s a random car in front of his house."
"Memories with that stupid scumbag? No, thank you." She shook her head, a disgust face plastered on her face.
She watched her friend struggle and considered helping him, but moved too slowly and he hit the ground before she could take a step forward. “Oh he knows my car, but yeah, if we take it, at least he will not be able to blame me for the watch.” Stepping towards the car, she said, “Get in, loser, we’re going for a ride.”
"Thank you nonnie, I think I really needed that today."