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Texts to Alexia Lopez
- Rory: Any luck contacting Miss Brittany?
- Rory: ...also, is your cousin really coming over to "break" me?
There’s hangovers.
In my defense, Santana, I did mention many times I was alone last night. Maybe if you weren’t so busy gettin’ drunk we’d know where Miss Brittany is.
Do you have any idea where she may be?
What the hell did you just say to me? So now you’re saying it’s my fucking fault that we don’t know where Brittany is? You better watch your step before I go over to your house and break you so hard it’ll be the last step you ever make.
I…I’m sorry Miss Santana. I just got a bit upset. It’s not my fault Brittany’s missing. I’m just as concerned as you are.
Texts to Brittany S. Pierce
- Rory: Miss Brittany, where are ya? Are you alright?
- Rory: Ya gotta text Santana, Brittany. She's worried about ya.
Text to Brittany S. Pierce
- Rory: Miss Brittany, are ya okay? Santana said you weren't with her last night like I thought you were and she's worried about ya.
There’s hangovers.
Um…um, last night, Miss Santana. I… assumed she was with you….
Are you an idiot, or does that idiotic cowboy hat squeeze your head so tight you lost a few bolts in your head? I’ve been with Puckerman since last night, I’m now just waking up after crashing at his place. Still there.
I just thought you were a dumbass and didn’t tell me when she was back.
In my defense, Santana, I did mention many times I was alone last night. Maybe if you weren’t so busy gettin’ drunk we’d know where Miss Brittany is.
Do you have any idea where she may be?
There’s hangovers.
If it gets too bad I wouldn’t mind some company over at the Pierce’s. It’s been pretty lonely, since Miss Brittany hasn’t come back yet. Or I could swing by too.
What the hell do you mean, Brittany hasn’t come home? You mean from her dance lessons this morning, or last night?
Shit shit shit.
Um…um, last night, Miss Santana. I… assumed she was with you….
There’s hangovers.
Mind if I come over?
It’s cool with me. Be warned: Santana is not in a good mood. At all.
If it gets too bad I wouldn’t mind some company over at the Pierce’s. It’s been pretty lonely, since Miss Brittany hasn’t come back yet. Or I could swing by too.
The lovely Miss Rachel Berry.
I know I told Santana to maintain character authenticity, but I think she enjoyed kicking me a little too much. I loved performing this song though!
As did I! Hopefully I can get myself a lass soon, just as Sam is. I’m not having much luck with it…
