McKinley High - Glee RPG

Who: Brittany and Santana
When: 03/27, late, 03/28 early
Where: houses
What: talking about Sugar's entry
Warings: PG 13, mentions of homophobia

Who: Santana and Brittany
What: Santana can't wait any more.
When: Wednesday night
Where: San's apartment
Rating/Warnings: NSFW. Brittana love.

( Santana was pacing back and forth... )

Who: Brittany and Santana
What: Unresolved sexual tension
When: Friday night
Rating: Probably pretty damn NSFW.

( Tonight had been Friday Night Food and Movie Night for Brittany and Santana. )

Who: Brittany and Santana
Where: Santana's apartment
What: Britt and Santana are starting again.
When: Tuesday night
Rating: Not scandalous YET. Britt's trying, ok?

( Britt was incredibly excited to go visit Santana. )

Who: Brittany and Santana
What: A long overdue confrontation
When: Tuesday night
Rating: R, for implied sexual situations.
( b... do you even understand why i was so upset in the first place?! )

From: santana.lopez@wmhs.edu
To: brittany.pierce@wmhs.edu

So, um, we haven't hung out in a really long time but I really want to. I don't even really know where we stand and stuff, and I wanna figure it out, because I really miss you.

Also, Ethan and I broke up and I think I might want you back...

E-mail me back? Or like call me or text me. Miss you, Britts.

Who: Matt, Mike, Brittany, Santana, Kurt (Matt & Mike, Matt & Brittany, Brittany & Santana, Santana & Matt, Matt & Kurt)
Where: their respective homes/online/on IM
When: Monday evening
What: Everyone talks about their (oddly interrelated?) problems, basically, which seem to be: Santana and Ethan's angst, Kurt and Karofsky angst, Mike/Tina/Brittany angst, and calculus.
Rating: SFW (some language & drug references)

( MATT AND MIKE - am i overreacting? )


( BRITTANY AND SANTANA - im painting my nails. pink! like the inside of a seashell. its a metaphor )


( MATT AND SANTANA - omg i'm such a girl, hang on, let me change my tampon )


( MATT AND BRITTANY - btw mike wants to borrow your cheerios uniform )


( MATT AND KURT - you're transferring????? )

From: brittany.pierce@wmhs.edu
To: santana.lopez@wmhs.edu

hi artie! i was going to comment this to you but i had email open instead of lj and forgot the site address so i decided to email it instead. this one reminds me of a lot of things.


( A Working List of Things I Will Never Tell You )

Who: Brittany & Santana
Where: Santana's house
When: last Tuesday evening (Santana's birthday!)
What: B gives S her birthday present and they talk about ~feelings~
Rating: SFW sadly.


( Thank you for trying to reach Brittany Susan Pierce. This is not her though. She is probably at home and not in your yard. )

Who: Brittany and Santana
Where: McKinley
When: Saturday, during the Homecoming Dance
What: complete and utter miscommunication and fail. & Santana is an ass.
Rating: SFW

( You should have a rebound person. )

Who: Brittana
Where: home ec classroom
What: they learn to bake cherry pie and also make up a little bit.
When: tuesday! (predated)
Rating: SFW, despite popping cherries (okay, I know that I am pretty lame).


Brittany pulled the stems out of the big basket of cherries that their teacher had dumped on the work table she and Santana had shared since the beginning of the year, and started passing the stemmed fruits to Santana to pit and put into the strainer for washing. "You'd think she'd just let us use canned filling," Brittany grumped, not really realizing that these were the first verbal words she'd said to Santana in a while.

From: santana.lopez@wmhs.edu
To: brittany.pierce@wmhs.edu

i know you're not talking to me

but i think quinn doesn't like that we are accidentally putting her in the middle on this stuff so i will try to stop doing that but can you try also?

by the way heart attacks aren't from loving too much.

From: santana.lopez@wmhs.edu
To: ethan.holmes@wmhs.edu

i don't know if we can go together

i'm sorry, you probably shouldn't know me so let's just stop right now. i will screw things up

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From: santana.lopez@wmhs.edu
To: quinn.fabray@wmhs.edu

i like him but i also like her so wtf do i do? i can't go with him to homecoming. that will just break brittany's heart. maybe i just won't go with him. god i just shouldn't be allowed to talk to people i will just ruin their lives

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From: santana.lopez@wmhs.edu
To: brittany.pierce@wmhs.edu

i'm sorry

it's not that i don't like you

i'm just an asshole and you're better off without me

Who: Brittany and Santana
Where: Matt's house, during the party
When: Saturday, October 9
What: Mass confusion and possibly a break up? Or just a break. Who knows.

( I don't want you to die, obviously, but... )

Who: Brittany & Santana
Where: WMHS, ostensibly on the way to the A/V room
What: operation: intercept Jacob's video footage + operation: make out a lot
When: Tuesday, October 5th 2010
Rating: SFW? for now at least.


Brittany peered around the corner of the hallway, looking both ways before she gestured to Santana. "No one we know is here," she whispered, unsure about whether this would lead to more kissing or to their previously-determined destination.

From: brittany.pierce@wmhs.edu
To: santana.lopez@wmhs.edu

hi, this is brittany,

santana you're already touching boy boobs again? :( already? :(

byebye talk to you later

Who: Brittany and Santana
Where: Brittany's house
When: Saturday, September 25, 2010
What: Brittana play with fire (oh i am so clever)
Rating: TBD but right now they're just making smores.

"Do you really think it's a good idea?" Santana asked Brittany as she watched her getting out graham crackers, marshmallows, and nutella while Santana sat at the kitchen table nursing a third bottle of Heineken. "You don't even have a gas stove and you're like, kind of drunk. I just don't see this ending well."

Who: Brittany, Santana
Where: Home Ec classroom
What: Baking!
When: 4th period
Rating: erm…PG-13? Who knows with these two, but they are at school…

Brittany sprinkled more sugar into the bowl, completely disregarding the recipe sheet they had been given. Flour dusted over her hands, her jeans – there even seemed to be a smudge of it on the tip of her nose.

“This is fun!” she declared, before proceeding to stick her hand straight into the sticky mixture inside the bowl in front of her. She raised a finger’s worth of the brown goop up to her lips and licked at the substance.

“Ooh, and it’s yummy!” she decided. She quickly stuck the same hand back into the dish before offering her finger to Santana this time. “Want some?”

From: santana.lopez@wmhs.edu
BCC: finn.hudson@wmhs.edu, brittany@wmhs.edu, noah.puckerman@wmhs.edu

im bored

wanna do it?