[Know what sucks? Tossing and turning and being unable to sleep while Brittany has the opposite problem, making soft snoring noises. And right when Santana's finally starting to drift off, she hears someone calling for whatever the hell a Tulio is. In the hall.
This will not do.
Up she gets, to the door she goes.]
What are you doing? Do you have a concussion? Is that why you're being stupid enough to be wandering the freakin' halls when people are trying to sleep?!
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This will not do.
Up she gets, to the door she goes.]
What are you doing? Do you have a concussion? Is that why you're being stupid enough to be wandering the freakin' halls when people are trying to sleep?!