Brittany; are you sure?
Santana: I'm pretty sure *looks around*
Brittany; I think because off the storm *trys to put on the lights*
Santana; I will put some Candles on *goes to the kitchen*
Brittany: it's getting late *looks outside*
Santana; *comes back with candles* yeah I know how
Brittany: *sits on the couch*
Santana: *does all the candles on* look how romantic *looks at brittany*
Brittany; *rolls her eyes* yeah it is
Santana: okey what now?
Brittany; what can we do?
Santana: not much we have no electricity *sits on the ground*
Brittany; we could play games?
Santana: yeah sure I have a couple upstairs wait *runs upstairs*
-7 minutes later-
Santana; okey put your left feet on red *looks at brittany*
Brittany; oh gosh *does what she said*
Santana: damn *looks at her ass*
Brittany; if your done staring can we go on?
Santana: yeah sure *looks at the cards* put your right hand on green
Brittany; oh that is easy *does her hand in green*
Santana; okey now.......
Brittany; *stands up* I'm tired you can give me those cards *walks to santana*
Santana; *laughs* tired? *hands her the cards*
Brittany; ready? *smirks*
Santana; yeah yeah I'm *smiles*
Brittany; okey left foot on green
Santana okey *does her feet on green*
Brittany: right foot on red
Santana: oh gosh *standing with legs apart*
Brittany: left hand on yellow
Santana; *looks behind her* are you kidding me?
Brittany; I don't even dare to do that *smiles*
Santana; yeah right *turns her tummy and lean back and put her hand on yellow*
Brittany; that is good *smiles* right hand on Blue *smirks*
Santana; okey give me some time *trys to touch blue* gosh *fails*
Brittany; your out!! *laughs*
Santana; gosh your a cheater *stands up*
Brittany; oh I'm not *laughs*
Santana; oh yeah? Then show me those cards miss "I don't cheat"
Brittany; no
Santana; no? *walks to her*
Brittany; no Santana *trys to run away*
Santana; *grabs her* no show me
Brittany; no go away *laughs, hides the cards*
Santana: *laughs* no cheater
Brittany; I'm not a cheater *laughs*
Santana: then why don't you show you your cards? *holds her*
Brittany; because I'm uhm *puts the cards in her bra*
Santana: you know that is not smart *looks at her*
Brittany; what? *laughs*
Santana; *smiles* cheater
Brittany: I'm not *smiles*
Santana: if you say so
Brittany: but I'm done with this game *looks at her*
Santana; yeah me 2 *looks at her*
Brittany: you can let me go *looks at her*
Santana: why? I like to hold you *pulls her close*
Brittany: *kisses her*
Santana; *closes her eyes and kisses her back* hmm
Brittany: *warps her arms around her neck* hmm
Santana; *grabs her ass*
Brittany; *pulls away* hey!
Santana; what? *smirks*
Brittany; gosh your so
Santana: so what? Sexy? *smiles*
Brittany; *laughs*
Santana: *kisses her again* hmm your lips are so soft
Brittany; *giggles in the kiss*
Santana: *pulls away* I love you
Brittany; *looks down*
Santana; I know you love me 2 *smiles*
Brittany; *looks at her*
Santana: come on don't be shy
Brittany; I'm not shy *puts the cards out her bra*
Santana: *quickly takes them*
Brittany: hey!!! *trys to take them back*
Santana: cheater! *trows them on the ground*
Brittany: I was just
Santana: *laughs* just what? You know you can't lie
Brittany: *laughs* okey okey next time I choose the game
Santana: next time?
Brittany: *blushes* yeah it's kinda fun playing games with you
Santana: *smiles* It's fun with you to
Brittany; *blushes more* thanks
Santana; so what now?
Brittany; *looks outside* the rain stopped
Santana: *looks out 2* hey yeah maybe the storm is over
Brittany; yeah try the electricity
Santana; yeah *turns the lights on* no
Brittany; let's wait till we sure the storm is over *sits on the couch*
Santana: wanna play poker?
Brittany; oh yeah nice
Santana; but with candy?
Brittany; *smiles* nice
Santana; maybe later strip poker? *smirks*
Brittany; okey if you win 2 off the 3 *smiles*
Santana: yeah you sure?
Brittany; yeah if you win we play strip poker and all naked but!! If I win you take me out on a real date and not a broke ass date no! A real date with dinner and a movie
Santana; *smiles* okey deal *sticks her hand out*
Brittany; okey deal *shakes her hand*
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