http://straightupbitch.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] straightupbitch.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] hastrustissues 2011-09-28 03:43 am (UTC)

Just as Wichita turns away from the breeze, Santana tilts her head toward it, strands of her own hair whipping freely behind her for a few, cool seconds. She blinks, then, against the sudden dryness of her eyes, and when she faces forward again, she sees that the beach is finally upon them. Good, she thinks, a bit too bitter to continue the boyfriend conversation that she foolishly started. Her life these days may well have been penned by some sadistic bastard who thought it funny to shove herself and Brittany so far apart that they're not even in the same universe anymore.

"Okay, we're here. Finally, the suspense was getting to me."

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