The sign was gone when they got to her room. Blaine gave her a thumbs up, wished her good luck and wandered off in the direction of his own dorm room. Brittany steeled herself and walked into the room and was immediately met with a dazzling smile and friendly "Brittany! Hey!" Santana was sitting at her desk in pajamas, freshly showered . She had apparently been catching up on her literature reading since her last tryst had left, as she had an open copy of The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks on the desk in front of her.
"Uh, hi Santana"
"How's it going?" Santana was clearly in a great mood herself, which was perhaps unsurprising.
"Could we talk?" Santana gave her roommate a puzzled look but nodded and turned so her chair was facing Brittany.
"So, this is kind of awkward…." This earned a raised eyebrow but Santana made no further reply.
"Ok, look, I know we agreed on this whole signal thing and giving each other space and all that at the beginning of the year…and I think it's great you can express yourself here in ways you couldn't back home, but… I…uh… ok, look, I'm tired of getting kicked out of my own room. This arrangement is clearly actually only working for one of us in practice."
Santana eyed her and she said nothing for a few moments, waiting to see if Brittany would go on.
"Well, Britt, what do you want me to do? I guess if your issue is in not being allowed in the room, you could just come in. I'd be fine with that. The signal was your idea."
Feeling her face turning pink, Brittany realized she'd heard every syllable far too clearly for there to be a chance her roommate hadn't just said what she thought she'd just said. "You mean, be in here while you…? Won't that be awkward?"
Santana shrugged and gave her a considering look. "Like I said I don't mind. Hell, you should just join in. Then we really wouldn't need a signal." She gave the blonde a wink and a grin.
"Join in? Like, with you and another girl? Are you serious?" If her face was pink before she was sure it was bright red now.
"Britt, you're gorgeous, of course I'm serious. That definitely seems like the most awesome possible solution to the problem, don't you think?" She flashed another grin at the woman in front of her.
Brittany stared at the Latina, unsure of how to respond. This hadn't been one of the ways she'd imagined the conversation going when she'd been playing the encounter out in her head repeatedly on the walk over with Blaine. Santana was gorgeous and Brittany considered herself to be comfortable with sex, but the offer was out of left field. She'd never been with a girl and being asked to join in for a casual threesome was simply not something she was prepared for.
"Um, maybe you could just try to shoot for times when I'm out anyway? I'll give you a copy of my schedule."
With that she grabbed her toiletries and fled to the shared showers, jumping on an excuse to drop the conversation for the moment. When she returned she was relieved to find Santana had retired to bed.