[Familiar white dress. Familiar annoying scroll. Familiar garden full of flowers, familiar vine creeping up on her, begging for her input.
Fine.
She's unsure whether she's proud or not, to realize that it comes as second nature to her.]You know, I thought I dreamed this place up. I really, really believed that. I guess that's just something you
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You... you missed a lot. Monsters, mistletoe, plenty of bullshit.
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[Was it? The Santana of a year ago would have taken it just fine. No feelings, no problem, right? But now that she was better at admitting these kinds of things...it was a disaster, actually.]
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[ And she's... near where they all show up too...
Larry's totally unsure as to whether or not she should run over there, especially if Santana's been gone for a while. ]
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[Santana's not sure either. She won't say anything about it, idle conversation works instead.]
How long was I gone?
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[ It takes a moment to remember; it's easy to lose track of time without the flow of city life to keep her in line, and that hasn't changed in over a year here. ]
About five months, on our end.
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[ She doesn't know WHAT to say about that. It doesn't help that just the thought makes her want to find a time machine and head over to Lima some time. ]
Shit... are you alright?
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[ Oooor maybe she's just making an excuse to herself to go find her. ]
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[Yes, she knows that isn't a yes or a no.]
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Those cats are pretty good about helping people around anyways.
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...you can come if you really want to.
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[ Excuse or not, she heads straight over, trying to keep her heart from leaping out of her throat.
When she spots Santana, she waves almost shyly as she walks over. ]
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Hey.
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