032. [action or video if you want it]

[itsahotone]

[Santana's at the pool. She is at the pool because she actually felt like swimming instead of just lying around in the sun and getting brown. In fact, she didn't feel like being in the sun at all; it was too hot outside and the pool indoors was nice and cool and didn't have bugs

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[hamburellakind]

[John's windy thing can only go so far when it comes to fighting the heat. And that's why he's heading to the pool! He's even got himself some cool blue trunks! Although he hasn't abandoned the god hood yet. Maybe he'll take it off before the--

Oh. Huh. Music? Someone's already....

Whoa.

Okay, John's just to going to hide behind the door and peek in. If he comes in now she'll think he was coming to peep on her! Which he! Was! Not!]

[hamburellakind]

[John stays under for a bit, hoping his embarrassment will wash away. It doesn't really, but it was worth a shot maybe. He resurfaces, sighing a bit to himself.

At least Santana was nicer this time?]

Thanks for...not making fun of the hood.

[It's out of his mouth before he realizes he had even thought of it. Well, that might need some explanation!]

I-- I know it looks silly but I'm really proud of it! So...thanks. Yeah.

[itsahotone]

[Oh, she's making fun of it. In her head, anyway, since she's still trying to decide if she was wrong.]

Uh-huh. Do you ever wash this thing?

[hamburellakind]

Uh-- yes. All the time.

[Well, he will start now! Come on, it's like a hat. You don't wash hats!]

[itsahotone]

[Suspicion!]

Uh-huh. Good. Don't want to scare people off with something that smells, right?

[hamburellakind]

Of...of course not!

[Gosh, he hopes she doesn't think it smells bad! He doesn't want her to think he's gross! He...he wants her to like him!

...Huh. He's never thought about it, but that's really very true! Weird!]

So, um...you're not swimming?

[itsahotone]

[She gives him a smirk.]

Is that a hint?

[hamburellakind]

[???]

A hint to what?

[itsahotone]

That I should swim.

[Even though she just did. He doesn't need to know that, though.]

[hamburellakind]

Oh! Uh, no, I just wondered. Isn't sitting over there kind of boring?

[itsahotone]

[She looks at her magazines. Hello, of course she wasn't bored. Not that she's about to say that.]

Why would I ever be bored when you're here to entertain me?

[Hey, it's kind of true. She's definitely having fun trying to figure out if her bikini-clad self is making him uncomfortable in a gay or straight way. Which is why she moves to lounge in her chair again, sprawled out and making quite a sight.

If she says so herself. Which she does.]

[hamburellakind]

[W...ell she looks pretty bored, laying down like that! Yeah. Bored is definitely the word to describe what she looks like there.]

I'm entertaining? I'm not even...doing anything!

[itsahotone]

You're here and talking to me.

[She casually adjusts her bathing suit top.] My hair's getting dry. Maybe I should swim some more.

[hamburellakind]

[John looks back at the pool, realizing that if she gets in the pool with him, they will be in the pool together.

He's half excited and half mortified by that thought.

He's 100% confused by both those feelings, though.]

Um...maybe! There's...plenty of room!

[itsahotone]

[Eyeroll.] Obviously.

[Well, that's settled. She gets up, adjusts her bikini again, and strolls on over to the poolside. Tra la la, casually sitting, legs in the water.

But she does actually feel like swimming again, so she's not there for long before she's slipping in completely, ducking underneath to wet her hair again.]

[hamburellakind]

[John is peeking at every movement out of the corner of his eye. Like a staring ninja.

Gosh, what is it about her that he just wants to...look at all the time?]