Blaine had no issue with shared showers either. He studied in a boarding school and, while he had his own bathroom in his room, the showers were shared as well. He was still pretty new to the caravan, still had no room assigned (god knows why it was taking them so long), and had very few possessions. Except the guitar, most of his belonging where inside the handbag he carried around.
He was so distracted thinking about his lack of room that when he entered the room he totally missed the girl that was practically nude not much far away. He moved near one of the lockers and open it after leaving the guitar on the floor.
Santana was quickly going to be really disappointed, I'm afraid. Pretty girls never interested him much. Pretty boys, in the other hand...
Blaine froze, one of his hands holding his undone tie, the other on the collar of his white shirt. Slowly, as if wondering that the voice was just a trick of his imagination, he looked over his shoulder. Talk about awkwards moment in his life.
He still looked composed as he talked. "I didn't had that in mind but I'm sure I can come up with an improvised song if you give me a few seconds."
"It's either that or you were planning to take it in the shower with you," Santana commented, setting down her moisturizer. "And that seems like a pretty weird kink to have."
She started brushing her hair again, still giving him a speculative look through the mirror.
*blush* Ahahaa. You have...no idea how pleased I am at that. ^///^ I hope I can oblige.justice_by_comaDecember 30 2010, 05:41:38 UTC
He recognized the voice. That girl. The one who knew the other one who thought he was a duck.
And she was pretty.
Gau looked away quickly, gritting his teeth. Of ALL the people to see him like this!
Too late now...
He glowered, and primly fastened the towel around his waist, turning, all skinny, fleshless angles, and scrawniness. (There really wasn't anything for Santana to check out. Gau was built like a pencil, and shorter than her.)
"Don't be ridiculous." He spat, trying to convey...loftiness, and largely failing, because he'd never been exactly intimidating on the best of days
( ... )
In all honesty, if he hadn't been so obvious about being awkward and weird and not wanting her to look, Santana would have gone right back to the mirror. After all, he was too skinny for her, and he looked way young.
But this--this was just funny.
"Why would I care about your lame guidelines or whatever? If I did, we'd be missing out on this heartwarming moment right now." She smirked, arms crossed under her breasts, and watched him.
The way he spoke seemed vaguely familiar. Maybe she had heard him on that network thing before... As she noted the scar he had, she tried to remember who he was. No need to mention it right away.
later on, after everybody else leaveswhatsaclicheDecember 30 2010, 05:46:51 UTC
Finn was usually pretty good about getting into the shower when nobody (or only guys) were around. But sometimes he walked in on girls just walking out and it was a little awkward. At least they were usually mostly covered up.
Looking back on this, Finn probably wouldn't be surprised. Still, walking in on Santana in nothing but a towel as she slowly applied lotion to her legs was kind of like the opening to a bad porno or something. Or a good one. He didn't watch much porn.
Anyway, this was real life and he should probably leave, right? "Uh, sorry Santana, I'll come back later..."
Naturally, Santana reacted to that with maturity and kindness.
Which was to say, she rolled her eyes and didn't stop what she was doing, but instead said, "Why? It's a co-ed bathroom, and it's not like there's not tons of space in here."
And it wasn't like he had anything she hadn't seen before, not that he knew that.
Finn blushed in a way oddly reminiscent of that one time where he almost bled all over Santana at dinner. Yeah, this wasn't going well. He really better leave.
He just needed a good excuse. "Well, if there's not a lot of space, I should leave so you can have all of it." That sounded smart, right?
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He was so distracted thinking about his lack of room that when he entered the room he totally missed the girl that was practically nude not much far away. He moved near one of the lockers and open it after leaving the guitar on the floor.
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His relative cuteness didn't override the weirdness of the guitar, though. Who brought a guitar to the bathrooms?
She didn't turn from the mirror, but it still gave her a good view of him while she spoke. "Gonna serenade me?"
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Blaine froze, one of his hands holding his undone tie, the other on the collar of his white shirt. Slowly, as if wondering that the voice was just a trick of his imagination, he looked over his shoulder. Talk about awkwards moment in his life.
He still looked composed as he talked. "I didn't had that in mind but I'm sure I can come up with an improvised song if you give me a few seconds."
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She started brushing her hair again, still giving him a speculative look through the mirror.
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"Oh my god." That was about all she could manage before she started laughing. "Were you just camping out in there?"
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And she was pretty.
Gau looked away quickly, gritting his teeth. Of ALL the people to see him like this!
Too late now...
He glowered, and primly fastened the towel around his waist, turning, all skinny, fleshless angles, and scrawniness. (There really wasn't anything for Santana to check out. Gau was built like a pencil, and shorter than her.)
"Don't be ridiculous." He spat, trying to convey...loftiness, and largely failing, because he'd never been exactly intimidating on the best of days ( ... )
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But this--this was just funny.
"Why would I care about your lame guidelines or whatever? If I did, we'd be missing out on this heartwarming moment right now." She smirked, arms crossed under her breasts, and watched him.
The way he spoke seemed vaguely familiar. Maybe she had heard him on that network thing before... As she noted the scar he had, she tried to remember who he was. No need to mention it right away.
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Looking back on this, Finn probably wouldn't be surprised. Still, walking in on Santana in nothing but a towel as she slowly applied lotion to her legs was kind of like the opening to a bad porno or something. Or a good one. He didn't watch much porn.
Anyway, this was real life and he should probably leave, right? "Uh, sorry Santana, I'll come back later..."
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Which was to say, she rolled her eyes and didn't stop what she was doing, but instead said, "Why? It's a co-ed bathroom, and it's not like there's not tons of space in here."
And it wasn't like he had anything she hadn't seen before, not that he knew that.
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He just needed a good excuse. "Well, if there's not a lot of space, I should leave so you can have all of it." That sounded smart, right?
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She continued rubbing lotion into her knee for a moment.
"Seriously, Finn, I'm not going to flash you. And you probably smell, so you should totally shower."
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