Santana wasn't sure what had made her hit on the hot blonde, other than she was Santana's type. She hadn't given up on Brittany, but Brittany might not ever show up here. What was she supposed to do? Santana got dressed up in a hot red dress, it was still her color, and headed for the coffee shop. She didn't know if she was ready for serious yet, but friends with benefits was her forte for sure. It could get complicated, but she was used to that, too.
When she arrived, Karoline wasn't there yet, so she got herself a coffee and settled into a seat. Santana wasn't upset that she was a little early, and Karoline wasn't there yet. Sometimes, there wasn't a point to being late. She was trying to be less of a bitch. Santana didn't exactly care about others' feelings. She had a tendency to make people wait. That was something she wasn't sure that she would ever stop doing. She wasn't sure that she'd ever stop being a bitch, either. It was just her nature.