Pamphlet
Santana could count the number of times she’s been in Pillsbury’s office on one hand. She waits, wondering if she is about to be taken to task for talking to Figgins instead of Mr. Shue or guidance about her Spanish concerns. Santana would like to think that Emma Pillsbury isn’t that petty, or that she wouldn’t bother with a snarky upstart like Santana Lopez anyway. She’s about to find out regardless, because the neatly buttoned up woman just walked in.
one of my favorite rev pieces to date!
