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Title: Let your love grow tall
Pairing: Brittany/Santana
Word Count: 3,500
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: through 2x16 "Original Song"
Summary: Everything's easy when you never have to choose -- or, Brittany's side of the story.
Author's Note: Here I am, welcoming Glee's hiatus with a bunch of extremely self-indulgent fanfic! This was meant to be short and got way too long and is sort of just a mess of feelings and way too easy happily ever afters. Hooray?

Also, I wholeheartedly apologize for referencing Friday, but one of my friends was cruel enough to introduce me to it, and all I could imagine as I watched the music video was a Glee version. Get on that, Rachel Berry!



( Two names that don’t really sound the same, you know, at all: Artie and Santana. )

Okay, so this is not remotely a drabble, BUT! Let's delude ourselves into believing that I will be more concise with the other responses. :)

For rainbowstevie--

( glee | will/terri | no, they can’t take that away from me )