[Santana's at the pool. She is at the pool because she actually felt like swimming instead of just lying around in the sun and getting brown. In fact, she didn't feel like being in the sun at all; it was too hot outside and the pool indoors was nice and cool and didn't have bugs
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Oh. Huh. Music? Someone's already....
Whoa.
Okay, John's just to going to hide behind the door and peek in. If he comes in now she'll think he was coming to peep on her! Which he! Was! Not!]
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Is there a reason you're staring?
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I-- I was just coming to swim-- 'cause it's hot and-- uh.
[Maybe he should've worn shades and pretended to be Dave...]
I just didn't want to bother you!
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It's a public place. Don't let me stop you.
[Back to her magazine.]
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[He's ready to turn around and run back to his room right now if that is what she wants!!!]
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What is your deal? Were you planning to pee in the pool or something and my being here ruined it?
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[John inches out, still worried she'll call him a perv or something. Or worse. Tell Dave.]
You're in a...bikini.
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Does that make you uncomfortable?
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[Fidgefidget. He probably looks stupid in the trunks and a hood. Darnit.]
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[She sits up, crosses her legs, and leans juuuust slightly forward. She may be testing where his line of sight goes.]
You're going to swim with that hood thing on?
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I was going to take it off. You know, so I don't...drown. Haha.
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Good idea. I'm glad you thought ahead like that.
[Tra la la, just going to lean back a little now, palms on the chair behind her, and uncross her legs, then cross the other.]
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...Wow. That sounds creepy.]
I'm...gonna go swim a bit.
[Yeah, that's a good idea. He shuffles out of the hood quickly and, hair mussed, runs and jumps into the pool. Oh good, the water is really cold. Good.]
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Time to turn up the music again!]
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