His lips open and close several times, like a fish, like one of those Nemo fish at the doctor's office, maybe like a trout, who knows? she's never seen one. Just opening and closing.
Then he's on his knees, again, doesn't he get it? they had some interesting hetero-sex, got married, even if it was fake, even if the end of the world as we know it wasn't really, and it's just a no-go: a fifty-dollar t-shirt that shrunk. It doesn't fit.
Soon nothing will fit. Not true. Santana fits like kid. Funny. What if a kid doesn't fit her?