034. [video]
[Santana has not left her room since she discovered that Tim disappeared. Again. This time feels even worse, possibly because even his animals have vanished.
This, adding to the fact that Santana has now been in Wonderland for an entire freakin' year, means she's not having the best time. But she's determined to get past the stage of never-ending sobs. It's different this time because when Brittany left, Tim was still around.
But now she has no one. And she made a huge mistake in actually letting herself grow so attached to any one person, because all that leads to is this. A week of being locked away in the dark, crying and thinking about how the last time you saw the guy, it was during an event that made them clingy and love-tinged--and the last last time you saw the guy, he wasn't even the guy. He was his other creepier masked self.
Anyway, the moral of this story is: Feelings Suck.
She's done.
No more of that shit. Nope, she's just going to keep things casual and nonmonogamous and fun. And at the first hint of feelings, she'll cut and run, the way she did with Puck the first time they actually ever dated.
This is why she very deliberately turns on the video, letting it get a good shot of her, dressed in something short and tight. Not exactly sleazy, but revealing enough to catch eyes. When she speaks, it's with careful control, forced nonchalance.]
Tim's gone. Which means his name is no longer in my vocabulary. Don't speak to me about him, got it? [She leans back, looking for all the world like she's...trying hard to be over it.] I'm moving on, and if any of you out there would like to help me with that, feel free to stop by.
We'll talk, maybe have some fun.
[Why yes, that was a seductive tone she used there. And then she turns off the video and takes a deep breath. This is what she has to do.]
This, adding to the fact that Santana has now been in Wonderland for an entire freakin' year, means she's not having the best time. But she's determined to get past the stage of never-ending sobs. It's different this time because when Brittany left, Tim was still around.
But now she has no one. And she made a huge mistake in actually letting herself grow so attached to any one person, because all that leads to is this. A week of being locked away in the dark, crying and thinking about how the last time you saw the guy, it was during an event that made them clingy and love-tinged--and the last last time you saw the guy, he wasn't even the guy. He was his other creepier masked self.
Anyway, the moral of this story is: Feelings Suck.
She's done.
No more of that shit. Nope, she's just going to keep things casual and nonmonogamous and fun. And at the first hint of feelings, she'll cut and run, the way she did with Puck the first time they actually ever dated.
This is why she very deliberately turns on the video, letting it get a good shot of her, dressed in something short and tight. Not exactly sleazy, but revealing enough to catch eyes. When she speaks, it's with careful control, forced nonchalance.]
Tim's gone. Which means his name is no longer in my vocabulary. Don't speak to me about him, got it? [She leans back, looking for all the world like she's...trying hard to be over it.] I'm moving on, and if any of you out there would like to help me with that, feel free to stop by.
We'll talk, maybe have some fun.
[Why yes, that was a seductive tone she used there. And then she turns off the video and takes a deep breath. This is what she has to do.]