She’s washed, of course she has, like any other morning, but when she draws her hair back for the high pony, she… She catches a whiff of… But she can’t think about that.
But she has to, now, because she’s allowed Brittany to talk her into talking to Miss Holliday, and her ears are ringing, and her knuckles and her nostrils and her chin and her lips all… tang with… Brittany.
Undeniably, unforgettably Brittany.
Santana’s heart races. Her facade crumples, avalanching, laying her bare, denuded of all cover.
She can’t stop herself from bringing her hand, again, to her nose.
| Brittana Week | Day 10 - Superheroes/Superpowers
You can’t recreate what you and I have.
can’t hold it back anymore
we got through this
and after a hard time we are here
and then this happened
and we sould’nt forget this one
And who can forget this??
And after all these we have finally Brittany in N.Y with Santana
OUR OTP ROCKS!!
If you want me I’m here.