[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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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!]
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Okay this has suddenly become a really bad situation. He should leave. He should leave right now.]
I...have to go.
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Why? You just got here.
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Yup.
[He scrambles out and makes a beeline for his hood. Once he's got it he holds it up in a CAREFULLY POSITIONED sort of way. And proceeds to awkwardly try to remember how he walks normally.]
Um. I'll see you later, Santana!
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She props herself up on the side of the pool, her chest on her folded arms. Then she smiles.]
Okay. Bye! Hope you had fun.
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Um. I did. Bye.
[FLEE.]
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