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oh my god I am so unprepared to be back at school tomorrow lol
One of my housemates who I chill and play video games with sometimes invited me to go with him and some friends to a cabin up in hocking hills for the last five days. totally so much fun and we did s ome hiking and Iâm totes out of shape and I slipped and busted my lip (and it still looks like shit) but it was totes worth it for this:
Fuck: Rachel, if only cause I donât think I could survive being married to her.Marry: Vi. Marry my fellow nerd.Kill: Look, Iâm not killing anyone unless itâs Brody. So, I am leaving Marley be and killing Brody instead.
Who: Santana and Vi.
What: Exchanging Gifts.
Where: Santanaâs Christmas Party at Club UNOH
When: Friday, December 23rd.
Vi was having the best birthday, even if the party she was attending was a holiday party and it wasnât for her birthday. She had taken an Uber with Brody and brought along her Christmas gift for Santana. She was nervous and excited to be here. She wouldnât be putting in for the auctioned vacations because she certainly couldnât afford them, she was pretty sure. But she was having lots of drinks and getting pretty drunk, which helped to cause those nerves to ebb away. Vi had stared at Santana a lot in that outfit she was wearing. She couldnât not stare. And after her fifth rum and coke, she asked Santana to meet her upstairs on the mezzanine, where it was a little quieter and a little more private because she wanted to give her the gift she got her.
She chose to go towards the back corner where it seemed most private and waited for Santana to join her. She pulled the wrapped gift from the bag she had been carrying all night, and she was glad too, so that she could toss the bag away and not have to be responsible for it for the rest of the night. The butterflies started to return to her tummy and she rocked on the spot, trying to stay calm, cool, and collected.
Santana really loved Christmas. She always had, and why shouldnât she? She was her parents only child, and with her parents being divorced, they each seemed to love to âgo overboardâ with her presents. She got to eat delicious food, and now that she had her own house, she got to go all out and decorate. Now, she had this party she hosted annually. It was a fairly big turn out, and so many people had bid on her vacation giveaways that she had enough to buy even better vacations next year and still have plenty to donate after.
Tonight, sheâd really outdone herself. It looked just like Santaâs workshop. The food was amazing. People were dancing. The alcohol was flowing, and Santana had pre-hired a few Uber drivers to be available just in case her guests were too drunk to drive. She, herself, wasnât partaking. Â She was the hostess. She couldnât get sloshed. It just wouldnât be right. She needed to make sure no one got too rowdy or something. She did not want to have to pay for any kind of damages, not that he didnât trust the people sheâd invited.
This year was the first time sheâd invited as many of her coworkers as she had, and it was the first year sheâd invited Vi. Theyâd never been particularly close, but sheâd always liked the other woman enough. She wasnât like a weirdo art teacher like Santanaâd had in high school, and she was gay, but not stereotypically so. Only Santana thought things had gotten a little different after Viâd driven home with her for Thanksgiving. At the time, she hadnât thought it a big deal that Vi had gone, but maybe sheâd been wrong. Now there was flirting and stuff, and she didnât know what to make of that. It felt very real, like maybe Vi meant it, and Santana didnât know what to do with that. She didnât know how to feel. She didnât know what she felt, but she wasnât put off, and that was something she didnât want to look at too closely. She certainly didnât know why sheâd taken Vi from Jake as a Secret Santa when he couldnât do it or why sheâd spent so much money on the gift sheâd gotten Vi for her birthday. Sheâd also put something extra in her Christmas giftbag, but Vi wouldnât know that.
When the other woman has asked her to meet her up away from the party, Santana shouldâve been wary, but instead, she was curious. She stepped towards the mezzanine after grabbing Viâs birthday present. She looked around when she reached the top floor and found Vi tucked into the corner waiting. âNot for nothing, but itâs creepy that youâre waiting in the shadows,â she joked as she walked over to the other teacher.
Vi perked up when she saw Santana at the top of the stairs and her tongue slid over her lips as she waited. God, that outfit, seriously⌠Vi couldnât get over it. She wondered if it was something Santana would keep after this party tonight. âWell youâre the one agreeing to meet in them soâŚâ Vi replied and was still trying to act so cool but she felt like she was out of her element. She just wanted Santana to like her back. âI, um, I just wanted to steal you away for a second so I could, um, give you this.â She held up the wrapped gift to Santana and offered a smile to her.
Santana looked down at the present in surprise then back at Vi. âYou got me a Christmas present?â she asked as she reached out and took it from the womanâs hand. She made sure not to get Vi a Christmas themed bag for her birthday, picking one that clearly denoted a birthday. She handed it over so that she could cradle her present in her hand. âI got you...well the Christmas present is in the gift bag you get at the end of the night, but I got you a birthday present. Happy birthday, and all that,â she finished quietly, feeling uncharacteristically nervous. Her heart beat a little faster in her chest, and she felt really lame for a moment before she pushed the feeling away.
âWell of course. Weâre at a /Christmas/ party,â she replied and grinned even more and she was hoping so much Santana would like it. âAh! A birthday present!â Vi was really glad that Santana had placed it in a birthday bag. She had received so many presents over the years that were wrapped in holiday wrap and while she tried not to care because it was the thought that counted, it still kind of sucked because sometimes those people handed her the gift and it counted for both her birthday and Christmas. Santana had been thoughtful to put it in a birthday bag. Vi pulled the present out and gasped, staring at it, then up at Santana, slack jawed, before looking back down at the 3D pen. She couldnât /believe/ it. âSantanaâŚâ She was stunned a moment and then she came to. âHoly shit.â Her grinned returned and her gaze went back to the other woman. âHoly shit, this is amazing. Holy shit. Thank you. This is⌠wow, thanks, really, Santana.â Vi still couldnât believe Santana had given her such an awesome gift, and one Vi knew had to have been a little pricey.
As much as Santana liked receiving presents, she liked giving them as well. That mostly had to do with the fact that she was really awesome at giving the âperfectâ gift. Usually it was just her parents and abuela that were on the receiving end, but it was nice to have a challenge of someone she didnât know as well. The fact that Vi seemed to genuinely like it was just a bonus. She smiled wide. âYeah, no problem. Thereâs some extra of those...plastic things you need in there.â
Vi checked the bag to see that everything was in there. âThank you.â She placed the pen back inside the bag and looked up at Santana. âI got to play with one of these once and I wanted one ever since, I just couldn't justify myself buying one cuz, you know, bills.â She laughed lightly. Really, she wasn't hurting for money or anything but she didn't often buy herself a lot of things. Mostly she used her money on paints and canvas, video games, and eating out. She hadn't yet saved enough to allow herself to get something as cool as this pen. âIt totally means a lot that you got me anything at all even.â And Vi wondered if Santana could like her too, that maybe she did like her, a little bit, but that just didn't seem likely. Which was a shame because Vi thought she looked really hot right now and she certainly wouldn't have minded to be able to kiss her. She wondered if there was mistletoe anywhere.
âI thought it was pretty unique but fun when I found it online. Youâll have to make me something so that I can see it in action,â Santana replied with a little chuckle. âAnd now you donât have to justify the purchase. Even though a part of me wants to encourage you to treat yourself.â She shifted on her feet and took in Viâs outfit for the first time that evening. She looked really good, but Santana kept that to herself. âI mean...you did buy me that awesome birthday present. It would just be rude if i didnât.â
âOh, yeah, once I get the hang of it, Iâm totally gonna make you something.â You know, âcause Vi totally wanted to be around Santana and do things for her and kiss her. âOh I do treat myself. Like, I eat out and go out and buy my art stuff so I totally do do things, but, really thank you so much.â She grinned at Santana and nodded. âTrue. I did buy you that /really/ awesome gift so you totally owed me,â she joked.
Santana laughed again. âYou eat outâŚwankyâŚâ she teased before looking down at the present in her hand then back at the other woman. âI did owe you, and now weâre even...though I have no idea whatâs in this box. So it better not be something expensive.â
Viâs cheeks reddened at Santanaâs words but mostly because her intoxicated mind thought about eating out⌠with Santana. But she laughed and tucked her hair back behind her ear and tried to stay cool. âOh. Um. Just open it and find out.â She grinned.
Shaking her head, Santana cleared her throat. âI think I wanted to save it for Christmas Day. My dad sends me stuff, and my momâs driving in tomorrow, but...I donât have a lot of things to open on Christmas that arenât from my parents. So this...is nice. So thank youâŚâ
âOh. Okay.â Vi was having doubts suddenly, like, did Santana somehow know what she got her? Had Brody told her and did she know she wouldnât like it so she didnât want to open it in front of her? But her reason seemed legit so Vi tried not to get in her head about it. Why did she care so much? It had been such a long time since she felt this way. âTell your mom I said hi,â she told her with a slight laugh. âThatâs cool sheâs coming in. And itâs cool you throw this party every year. Like, itâs awesome of you. Iâve been having a good time. So thanks for inviting me.â
Santana wondered at the change in Viâs demeanor, but she didnât ask. She just focused on the other things the woman was saying. âWell, yeah, I like my house, and she likes coming to me for the winter break.â She had no idea why she was sharing any of this, but Vi knew her mom. So she just reasoned that it wasnât weird to talk to her about it. âChristmas is kinda my thing. You donât have to thank me. Weâre clearly friends. I mean...you met my mom. That doesnât happen often.â
âTrue, friends,â Vi agreed and goddamn why was she now looking down at Santanaâs breasts. She tore her gaze away before she hoped Santana noticed and a smile was back on her face. âWe gotta be friends if I met your mom.â She laughed lightly again and then licked her lips. âI think Halloween is my thing.â She nodded. âDefinitely.â She didnât want to keep Santana long, she knew she had to get back to her party, but she kind of wished they could go somewhere more quiet, more alone. But, she figured, she would have Santanaâs time and attention tomorrow for sure.
It was at that weird moment in an interaction with another person where Santana could tell that the conversation was winding down, but she wasnât sure how to end it. It felt like they were both still kind of lingering and she didnât understand why. She ran her tongue over her lips in and nodded. âWell, maybe you should do it up for Halloween next year. People love a good Halloween party.â
Vi perked up a bit at the thought and nodded. âYeah, I could throw a killer Halloween party.â She smirked. âGet itâŚ?â And then she laughed. âBut um, I should totally let you get back to your party. We're still on for tomorrow thought, right?â
âI got itâŚâ Santana answered in an amused tone. âYouâre such a dad and you donât even have kids.â Only she wasnât put off by Viâs jokes. She thought it was cute, and that meant that she needed to walk away. âYeah...canât have anyone thinking I just disappearedâŚâ She cleared her throat, her smile growing. âYeah, weâre still on. So dress nice. Iâm taking you somewhere a little fancy.â
Vi laughed at that. âGod, Iâm gonna be the best dad one dayâŚâ She smirked at Santana then nodded along with her. She didnât want to hold Santana up too much, even though she really did. âOh shit,â she commented and then laughed. âI mean, okay. I will dress nice. You totally didnât comment on my digs tonight though,â Vi said and then just had to pose.
âYes, best dad ever, Iâm sure.â Santanaâs eyes scanned Viâs outfit again. âYou clean up nice,â she complimented. âIâd even venture to say you look hot, but I donât want you to get even more conceited.â She laughed and realized she was suddenly really looking forward to the next day.
âGuess Iâll get one of those number one dad mugs,â Vi told her with a slight laugh again. Santanaâs words totally went to her head anyway. She basically said she looked hot, which gave Vi hope. But⌠she wasnât after just sex here so⌠it was still uncertain territory. âThanks. Yeah, my head was swell, I think.â She grinned. Fuck, she was so happy right now. âOkay. You go back to your thing. And Iâm gonna go grab another drink. And⌠find Brody, I guessâŚâ She laughed lightly.
Oh, this was what was happening, Santana thought. Vi was drunk. It all made more sense as to why she was being slightly weirder than normal. She laughed and nodded a little. âYeah, I should get back.â She glanced at the gift bag. âDonât lose that,â she joked. âIâll see you tomorrow.â
âOh, I wonât,â Vi reassured her. âThis is like the best gift ever. Thank you, Santana.â And then she did it. She went in for a hug, slipping a hand to Santanaâs back as she gave a squeeze and she was able to smell her perfume or hair stuff or something and fuck, did Santana smell good. She pulled back just as quick. âSee you tomorrow.â
She hadn't been expecting a hug, but Santana didn't mind it. She hugged Vi back for a moment then pulled away. âYeah, I'll see you tomorrow,â she mumbled before turning on her black boots and headed back towards the stairs to head back to the party.
Vi watched her go, and looked at her ass, and let out a breath. Fuck, she really did have it bad, but she still wasnât getting the signs that Santana was definitely not interested. Of course, there werenât any signs that she /was/ interested, but Vi thought she wasnât in a bad place to be right now, and sheâd take it.
For my Art I class, I assigned them a stained glass mythology project where they choice any mythology story or character from all over the world and illustrate them in cut paper. Well I might have done this project too close to the holiday season. I had three people turn in projects depicting the birth of Jesus...
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Got the package from my parents with my xmas gifts and I opened it cause they were wrapped. except my momâs gift. she made me something. she made me this:
msviolagreene replied to your post: would you rather eat your cereal with eggnog...
I approve this combo
I mean, if you went Cinnamon Toast Crunch itâd probably be really good and the lack of information on what exactly a candy cane sandwich is just makes the idea of eggnog and cereal even better. Also, alcohol.