"Busy," Lola answered with a sigh. Sometimes her girlfriend was so hard to read and it was even harder when they weren't in the same room. "How about you? Have you been busy?"
Santana nodded, even if Lola couldn't see it. "I'm good. Things at the office have been crazy since the blackout, so I've been trying to track down drafts and, yeah," she trailed off.
"They're not running you into the ground, are they? Cause I can make a call..."
"Oh so your phone does work then?" Lola asked quietly. She was far from the clingy type, but she'd started to get worried. "To answer your question, no, they aren't working me any harder than I work myself."
Lola decided to let it go. She didn't want to fight with Santana. That never really got them anywhere and given all that had happened recently, being so far away and angry was just not good karma. "Have you been eating meat?"
She couldn't help it; she laughed, loudly, into the phone, feeling the heaviness of the past few days lifting off her shoulders immediately. "No," Santana breathed into the receiver.
Of course, that was a lie - she'd gone out the night after the blackout with her assistant for burgers in between rearranging the destroyed drafts - but what Lola didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
"No meat," she said, her voice low, caveman-like. "No meat here."
Lola wasn't stupid, but this was one of the few lies Santana ever told. Usually, the publisher was brutally honest and it didn't matter who you were, but she constantly lied about eating meat to Lola and the familiarity of it caused the blonde to smile. Santana could be surprisingly sweet at times. "Well then I don't need to remind you that meat, especially red meat, takes days to digest properly and slows down the body causing fatigue, right?"
Putting down her water glass and picking up the phone, her pointer finger hovered between the "accept" and "ignore".
She pressed "accept".
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She fumbled with her necklace. "How's things?"
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"They're not running you into the ground, are they? Cause I can make a call..."
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The excuse sounded lame even to her own ears. She sighed and tried again. "I've been tired," she admitted.
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Of course, that was a lie - she'd gone out the night after the blackout with her assistant for burgers in between rearranging the destroyed drafts - but what Lola didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
"No meat," she said, her voice low, caveman-like. "No meat here."
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She made a mental note to take the leftover burger out of the fridge before her girlfriend came back. "Wait. Are you saying that's why I'm tired?"
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