"Jesus Christ," Santana replied with a shake of her head. "Can we say years of hate was apparently more like years of UST? But even then, I don't care how many years you've hated someone, hate sex sans lube can't be a good thing. Oh, my God. So, how exactly did that even work? They just were bitching each other out and fucked instead of beating the shit out of each other? My God, it sounds like a really cheap porno. And then the whole Jeff being Mercedes' ex thing, too. Jesus, you guys keep that shit all in the family, don't you? It's just like when we went to McKinley... There was a bunch of partner swapping shit going on, but damn. You guys are a fucking soap opera and a half. Jesus Christ... I gotta stop going so long without catching up with you, bitch... You're better with the gossip than the fucking National Enquirer." Seriously, how the hell did all these things happen in what had seemed like a relatively short amount of time? It suddenly seemed like a lifetime.
"Yeah, I always kind of had this inner hate for him after he knocked me off my HBIC throne. But at the same time, I respected him. He was out way before I was, and I was jealous that the bitch was owning it when I was still sucking dicks like it was my job. As much as I wanted to hate him and tell him to go jump off something tall, there was a part of me that kind of... Was inspired by him, I guess. It took a while, but I was so damn happy when I finally told the world to fuck off, and stepped out of the closet, loud and proud. As much as I didn't want to like him, I kind of owe that to him. I can't believe that's who Blaine fell in love with, though. It's just... The whole deal where I keep parts of my life separate in my head, and Kurt and Blaine fell into pretty different sections if that makes sense." The fact was, as much as Santana and Kurt had been at odds, she was happy for him that he'd found a guy as great as Blaine... Even if she was worried as hell on Blaine's part. "Love's a bitch. Or so they tell me. I'm not sure I'd know it if it bit me on the ass."
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"Yeah, I always kind of had this inner hate for him after he knocked me off my HBIC throne. But at the same time, I respected him. He was out way before I was, and I was jealous that the bitch was owning it when I was still sucking dicks like it was my job. As much as I wanted to hate him and tell him to go jump off something tall, there was a part of me that kind of... Was inspired by him, I guess. It took a while, but I was so damn happy when I finally told the world to fuck off, and stepped out of the closet, loud and proud. As much as I didn't want to like him, I kind of owe that to him. I can't believe that's who Blaine fell in love with, though. It's just... The whole deal where I keep parts of my life separate in my head, and Kurt and Blaine fell into pretty different sections if that makes sense." The fact was, as much as Santana and Kurt had been at odds, she was happy for him that he'd found a guy as great as Blaine... Even if she was worried as hell on Blaine's part. "Love's a bitch. Or so they tell me. I'm not sure I'd know it if it bit me on the ass."