In her defense, Santana's intention in hanging out with Hunter today outside of work hadn't at all been to try and get personal information out of him. He was a really nice guy whom she just happened to really like working with, and he didn't have any friends here in Miami. She did, but she knew what it was like to be in a new place with no connections to speak of. And she liked Hunter. She genuinely did. This wasn't an act of pity by any means. But she hadn't exactly been planning on Seb being Seb and showing off his undeniably fantastic physique right in front of her patient, who not only hadn't been laid in quite some time, but was apparently also gay. Granted, Hunter hadn't yet come right out and said it, but Santana really couldn't have many doubts given the look on his face and the fact that she was pretty sure he really wanted to jump Seb's bones... He had that look... the one that most gay guys had when they saw Sebastian, and it was almost amusing.
"Hey, I'm already way over patient/therapist levels of closeness... Professional lines have been crossed all over, but it's kind of hard not to cross them when your roommate struts his sexy gay ass into the kitchen in the nude right in front of your favorite patient. You don't have to answer anything you don't want to. We've just got ourselves a bit of an irregular situation on our hands, that's all." She shook her head with a fond roll of her eyes. "But seriously... that's just Seb. I think he spends more of his life in varying stages of undress than he does in clothes. You get used to him, though." She was quiet then, waiting on Hunter's answer, and when it came, she couldn't help arching an eyebrow with a little snicker of amusement. "Well, honey, even if you were, you wouldn't be my type," she teased lightly. "Not enough tits for me. No offense. What you do have going for you clearly got my roomie's motor running, so, hey. He may be fond of sleeping around, but the bitch is still choosy. He only hits on hotties, so consider it a compliment." She moved quickly to dispose of the soaked napkins, pour Hunter's coffee out, and come back with a fresh cup and a wink. "You're welcome to try again with the Bailey's... Pretty sure Seb's hung it up for another few hours."
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"Hey, I'm already way over patient/therapist levels of closeness... Professional lines have been crossed all over, but it's kind of hard not to cross them when your roommate struts his sexy gay ass into the kitchen in the nude right in front of your favorite patient. You don't have to answer anything you don't want to. We've just got ourselves a bit of an irregular situation on our hands, that's all." She shook her head with a fond roll of her eyes. "But seriously... that's just Seb. I think he spends more of his life in varying stages of undress than he does in clothes. You get used to him, though." She was quiet then, waiting on Hunter's answer, and when it came, she couldn't help arching an eyebrow with a little snicker of amusement. "Well, honey, even if you were, you wouldn't be my type," she teased lightly. "Not enough tits for me. No offense. What you do have going for you clearly got my roomie's motor running, so, hey. He may be fond of sleeping around, but the bitch is still choosy. He only hits on hotties, so consider it a compliment." She moved quickly to dispose of the soaked napkins, pour Hunter's coffee out, and come back with a fresh cup and a wink. "You're welcome to try again with the Bailey's... Pretty sure Seb's hung it up for another few hours."