♪ -- for me... I've been an awful good girl, Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight... ♪
[The NV seems to have turned on halfway through Santana going through her room in the starter apartments, packing up what she's accumulated. There's a stack of CDs on her dresser that she definitely just spent a chunk of her first check on, and a
Christmas CD seems to be playing. That Santana is singing along to. And she actually seems to be enjoying herself. So much so that she's even smiling like a human being who has a soul.
Wonders never cease, right?
But the magical Christmas moment is cut off near the end of the song, when Santana picks up her NV, and the feed ends for a moment or two before it restarts to a few people in particular.]
[Filtered to Christina // Private // Unhackable]
This would normally be where I call Britts or Q and invite them over for some good old fashioned trash-talking girl time, but seeing as they're on vacation in normal land -- I have a bottle of cheap liquor and a ton of CDs to go through. Interested?
[Filtered to Kurt, Blaine, and Rachel // Private // Unhackable]
[Santana blows her hair out of her face in irritation.]
I have an interview for a place on Monday and I've made some spare cash doing other stuff -- so I'm getting out of this starter apartment into my own place soon, with any luck, just in case you losers thought I starved to death.
[Pause, before she rolls her eyes.]
Are you doing anything for Christmas or am I going to a bar?