Brittany gets out of the shower, wraps a towel around her and walks out of the bathroom on her tippy toes. She doesn't like the feeling of wet feet on the ground so she walks like that all the way to her bed so she can wipe them off and dry her body. Her concentration is broken when she hears a light tapping at her window. She dismisses it at first figuring it was just her cat again trying to get in to read her diary, but it won't stop. With hesitation, she gets up from her bed and slowly and cautiously heads towards the window but before she gets to it she nearly jumps out of the towel at the vibrating sound from her phone. Santana3 flashes across the screen and she immediately flips it open smiling into the phone.
"Hey." Her voice is calm and happy.
"You look so hot when you just get out of the shower." Santana's voice oozes sex. Brittany turns around looking to every corner in her room.
"Where are you?" The blonde asks getting up to peek under her bed and she hears laughter on the other end.
"I'm outside B, you left your curtains open, again." She explains and then a relieved Brittany heads towards the window as she had originally been doing before. Her eyes easily fell upon the girl smiling back at her and she waves. "Are you going to open the window or let me freeze my ass off?" Santana inquires and Brittany opens the window quickly about to offer her hand but her towel began to slip.
Santana maneuvers herself into the blonde's room trying to softly make a quiet entrance which she fails at, falling onto the floor and yelling in pain. The two pause for a few minutes, not even breathing hoping no one woke up to the sounds of a breaking and entering Santana.
"What are you doing here? I thought you said you were going to be in trouble if you didn't go home." Brittany asks taking a seat at the foot of her bed watching as Santana closes the window.
"I went home, said my goodnights, went to my room and then climbed out the window. Now I'm here." She tries to explain and she can see that Brittany is repeating everything she had just said to herself because she is mouthing the words. When she is done she beams up at Santana who smiles back at her.
"Are you here because you're feeling me tonight?" Brittany grins cheekily crossing her legs and winking over at the brunette, and Santana can't help but blush walking over to the bed and taking a seat.
"I told you I'm feeling you all the time." She shyly let out her eyes looking directly into her best friends eyes that are glued onto her as well. Santana gets up from the bed and moves closer to Brittany who is still holding on to her towel. "Hey B?" Santana whispers moving her lips to the blonde's ear grazing her lips against it.
"Yea?" Brittany forces out before swallowing the lump in her throat.
"I want to take a shower." She pulls back a little bit to meet those blue eyes that are smiling into her own.
"Oh, well let me get you a towel." Brittany answers about to go to the closet and retrieve one but Santana places a hand on her arm to keep her from moving.
"No, I mean, I want to take a shower." Santana states again and lets her eyes travel the length of the blonde girl's body before bringing her eyes back up and quirks up an eyebrow.
"Oh." Brittany whispers out breathlessly adding a few nods and without any more questions she grabs her friends hand and drags her into the bathroom shutting the door behind them.