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[Yes, she woke up hungry. Ridiculously so. But Santana is a Cheerio; she goes weeks without eating anything more than a pretty nasty tasting blended drink made by her psycho coach.
So yeah, once she realized she couldn't get food from the closet and the very thought of actual food made her sick...well, she kinda figured it was a sign that she should become bullemic, actually.
But after THAT! She saw the fangs, saw the others other the network, etc etc. She freaked the hell out a lot, because hello, life without seeing herself in the mirror and probably losing her totally amazing skin tone? Tragic. was not pleased, and remains that way.
The point is...she is attempting to stay in her room, because the idea of drinking blood sounds gross even as it sounds delicious, and again: she is a Cheerio. She can hold out on needing nourishment just fine.]
Ugh, screw this.
[...Which is why she is now walking the halls. This is a dumb idea.]
[ooc: ...please don't kill her. but if you'd like to be bitten, just say the word! ;D]
So yeah, once she realized she couldn't get food from the closet and the very thought of actual food made her sick...well, she kinda figured it was a sign that she should become bullemic, actually.
But after THAT! She saw the fangs, saw the others other the network, etc etc. She freaked the hell out a lot, because hello, life without seeing herself in the mirror and probably losing her totally amazing skin tone? Tragic. was not pleased, and remains that way.
The point is...she is attempting to stay in her room, because the idea of drinking blood sounds gross even as it sounds delicious, and again: she is a Cheerio. She can hold out on needing nourishment just fine.]
Ugh, screw this.
[...Which is why she is now walking the halls. This is a dumb idea.]
[ooc: ...please don't kill her. but if you'd like to be bitten, just say the word! ;D]