#redbedroom

The smile comes instantly, the second the song finishes and Santana’s staring at her from the top of the stage. Neon lights flash behind, red, yellow and white as her face flashes disbelief, to something resembling joy. She docks the microphone back on the stand and takes her jacket from the top of the unused speaker she had tossed it on. “Okay, I must have died on that stage and I’m either on the Highway to Hell with the Young brothers piloting the bus, or this is definitely a hot girl fantasy and I’m in heaven”. Santana laughs, quickly dismounting the stage to hug her, tightly. 

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       “ban me from your company and i’ll meet you where the sunlight meets the gold.”

       “the only thing that keeps me here are her eyes in the morning.”

@redbedroom​   :    “ why are you helping me? ” 

“ i can assure you that it’s   NOT   out of the kindness of my heart, especially if you’re going to keep asking questions.  ”

“  i just know what it feels like to get    SLUSHIED   by those assholes. it smells nice, but the stickiness is a pain to get rid of.   and when you get home,   SOAK  your clothes in hot water before you throw it in the wash. it should get the syrup out.   ”

« Time takes it all whether you want it to or not, time takes it all. Time bares it away, and in the end there is only darkness. Sometimes we find others in that darkness, and sometimes we lose them there again. » -Stephen King