It was ten minutes before midnight; Santana was waiting for Quinn to come home when Rachel saw her sitting on the stool with her head lying down on the table.

"Hey, you're still up?" Rachel asked, frowning as she sits across the table.

Santana looks up and nodded before laying back her head on the table and mumbled, "Waiting for Quinn."

"Waiting for Quinn? She's not here yet?" Rachel asked without realizing that she's asking an obvious question.

Santana looks at her with eyes rolling. "You think I would wait here for three hours if Quinn is already in our room?" She deadpanned.

Rachel bit her lower lip and shrugged, "Sorry, where is she anyway, and what is this?"

Santana immediately pulls away the casserole from Rachel. "I don't know, as far as I know her last subject ends at 4 and don't touch this! This is Quinn's dinner." Santana snapped before she sat up straight and let out a big sigh. "I think she haven't forgiven me yet"

Rachel frowns. "What do you mean?"

"I told her that something happened between me and Amy." Santana mumbles.

"Please be specific Santana." Rachel says as she got up to make a tea and forget about the food on the table.

"I slept with Amy," she confessed to Rachel.

Rachel turns around looking at her with her mouth agape. "Wait, wait, wait... When did this happen?"

"Before we went to New Haven"

"And when did you tell that to Quinn?" Rachel asked as she pours water into the kettle.

"Right after something happened to us," Santana mumbles blushing in red.

"What the hell, you told Quinn you slept with Amy after you had sex with her? Are you out of your mind?"

"Y-yeah," Santana bit her lips and covers her face with her hands. "I'm so stupid!"

"What did she say?" Rachel asked as she proceeds with what was she doing.

"That it's okay?" Santana says.

"Okay? If I was Quinn, I would slap you in the face and walk out!"

"Can you not broadcast it all over the room? We are just two in here and Kurt is sleeping. I haven't said this to anyone but you."

"Sorry..." Rachel mumbles.

"And yes, if I was Quinn I would slap me in the face and maybe throw a lamp shade. I wish she did but she didn't! And that's the scariest thing; she's not mad or upset about it." Santana rumbles as she ran her fingers through her hair.

"Or she is. Maybe she just don't want to make it a big deal 'cause you just got back together and maybe she doesn't know how to react because of the fact that you said it after you two had sex. Why am I so genius?" Rachel says before she turned on the stove.

"You think she's mad?" Santana pouts.

"I think she's upset. You gotta do something to make her feel better, complacent, that she's enough."

"She's not just enough for me. She's everything to me," she whispered.

Rachel leaves the counter and moves next to Santana before she hugged the Latina from the side and put on a kiss.

"She's just upset. You can make her feel secure again. You can fix this."

"It really bothers me, Rach. Even the endearment names she used to call me were gone. I haven't heard her call me babe, baby or at least San, it is just plain Santana. So cold and boring," she muttered.

They both jolted in surprise when the door suddenly slid open.

"Oh, H-hi Quinn! How's your day?" Rachel stutters in surprise.

Quinn knitted her brows. "Umm, not so good but not so bad... Why are you two still up?"

"Uh, I know you're coming home late so I prepared a dinner for you." Santana says beaming.

"San, you don't have to do that, but thanks." Quinn says before showing a half smile.

Did I clearly hear what she said? She called me San! Finally... Santana blushed at the thought of it "I just want to prepare something special. Uh, give me your bag," Santana says as she took the bag from Quinn's shoulder and put it on the stool.

"Thanks... umm what did you cook?" Quinn asked as she took off her shoes and change into slippers.

"I made you a chicken adobo. You'll love it."

"I've heard it many times but I haven't tried eating adobo, sounds very delicious though," Quinn says and licks her lower lip which made Santana giggle.

"I think that is a Filipino dish," Rachel says.

"Yep! A Filipino dish. Do you remember Maria?"

"She was your family's maid when we were in high school, right?" Quinn says as she opens the pot cover "Smells so good!"

"Yeah, she always cook me that one, then I remember how I loved it, so I googled the recipe and the procedure. Uh, I hope you'll like it."

Quinn chuckles. "There's no way that I'm not gonna like it. Haven't I told you how good of a cook you are?" She moves closer to kiss Santana but Rachel clears her throat to interrupt.

"Just so you know, I'm still here and I'm drooling with Santana's chicken adobo," Rachel says.

"Then I think we gotta prepare for 3 plates?" Quinn says chuckling, looking at the drooling Rachel.

"Wait, I'll just get the tea bags that I bought from yesterday." Rachel excused herself as she ran to her room.

Santana chuckles and looks back at her girlfriend. "Okay fine, but you gotta eat a lot than Rachel," she then pouts.

Quinn smiled and kissed Santana's pout away which made the Latina blushed.

Santana looks at Quinn's hazel brown eyes, realizing how she really misses her.

Quinn, on the other hand, felt the same way but immediately looks away when they were interrupted by the kettle whistle. "Uh, so--- let's eat," she says.

"Y-yeah... Right," she stutters and moves to turn off the stove. "Uh- Rachel, your hot water!" Santana yells.

Santana noticed how they became awkward again but she just shrugged it off and prepared plates for them.

After dinner, Rachel insisted to wash the dishes and let the two go to their bedroom to rest.

"Good night, Santana." Quinn says as she lay down on the bed.

"Good night baby... Hmm, I love you..." Santana whispered to the blonde's ear as she scoots closer wrapping her arms around her waist.

"Hmmm..." Quinn hummed in response.

"Babe, are we okay?"

"Why are you asking that?" Quinn mumbles tiredly.

"It's just... " Santana sighed. "Never mind, I love you baby." Santana says again before she kissed Quinn's side forehead hoping that the blonde would reply back.

"I love you too." Finally, she heard what she wants to hear. She tightens her hug to Quinn and sighed with contentment before drifting off to sleep.

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The next day Santana woke up alone in bed. She groaned, getting pissed off at the thought of it. She got up grumpily from bed and made her way towards the living area, she scans the living room but she only see Kurt sitting on the couch as he eats his sandwiches while watching movie on his laptop.

"Urgh! I fucking hate this!" Santana groaned.

Kurt laughs at her. "Good morning Satan, you look so happy this morning," he smirked and winks at her.

"Haha, so funny!" Santana deadpanned sarcastically.

"Come here." Kurt invited. Santana sits next to him, crosses her arms before letting out a long sigh to calm herself.

Kurt paused what he was watching and looks at the grumpy Latina. "So, what's the problem?

"You ask me "what's the problem"? Let's ask Quinn what's the problem 'cause obviously she keeps on avoiding me for four days now."

"You have a lot of problems," he mumbles as he bites into his sandwich.

"Yeah, I know that..."

"Rachel told me and I know that you know what I mean. Have you talked to Amy?"

Santana closes her eyes and tries to wipe away the tears that fell. "I'll see her later to talk to her. I'll tell her about Quinn and me getting back together. Why does this gotta be so hard?" She cries.

"We warned you about it. You just didn't want to listen. Maybe that's one reason why Quinn is being cold. Maybe you haven't clear things up on who she is to you and who is Amy now to you."

"You mean she wants assurance?"

Kurt shrugged. "Yeah, I guess."

"I just hate her for not being vocal about what she feels. I hate guessing. I hate asking questions and not having an answer."

"You're gonna be fine." Kurt says with reassuring smile. "What time are you going to leave anyway?"

"After lunch, why?"

"You need a ride?"

"Yes, thanks." Santana says before she took the last sandwich from Kurt's plate.

"Hey, that's mine!" Kurt snatched back.

"Give it back! I'm upset!" She again took the sandwich and pout.

"Urgh! I hate you!" Kurt says but can't help to smile anyway.

"You love me." Santana giggles.

"Hello bitches!" Rachel greets "I'm gonna go shopping today, who wants to join?"

"Me! I'm planning to buy a new floral shirt." Kurt beams. "But promise that we will be buying my things first because you always get grumpy when you first finish your shopping."

"Okay fine, whatever! What about you Santana?"

Santana shook her head. "Nah, I'm meeting Amy after lunch," she says. "But Kurt as you promised! You're giving me a ride." She says as she pointed to Kurt.

"No problem," he smiles.

"Why are you meeting Amy?" Rachel asked, sounding irritated.

"It's not what you think. I'll see her to talk to her, to end what we have and stay as friends."

Rachel nods and smiles. "I'm so proud of you! Umm, where's Quinn?"

"Oh shit, yah before I totally forgot, Quinn wants me to tell you that she have some important things to finish today and that she'll get back before three in the afternoon." Kurt told Santana.

"What important things?" Santana asked confused.

Kurt shrugged. "Don't know... Don't get upset about it. I'm sure it's really important 'cause she looked like she's in a hurry and she says not to forget to tell you that she loves you." Kurt smiled goofily before tickling Santana's side.

"Stop it!" Santana laughs.

"And now she's happy," Rachel commented.

"Shut up Berry! She snapped while a smile still peered from her lips. "Well I don't have any idea what important things will she be doing 'cause honestly we haven't had a sensible talk for four days now but I guess she's really busy with the projects and all."

"One thing is for sure... She loves you 'cause if not she wouldn't have come back here with you." Rachel says.

"Yeah... Thanks guys. You really are the best!" Santana says before group hugging them.

"Berry should treat us an ice cream later," Santana says as she pulls from the hug.

"Uh, why?" Rachel asked in confusion.

"Let's see... Umm, because you owe me for telling Kurt what I told you last night which supposed to be a secret?"

"But Kurt is our friend."

Kurt interrupts. "Let's just say that Santana is making an excuse to get an ice cream."

Santana nodded and chuckles, "Come on, you just got your allowance!"

"Okay, fine." Rachel muttered. "But we're not getting a banana flavor for god's sake."

"Nor a veggie ice cream," Kurt countered.

"What about a cotton candy ice cream?" The three of them gasp in surprise when they saw a familiar blonde.

"Brittany! Oh my gosh! You're back!" Santana squealed excitedly and jumped to Brittany for a hug.

"Surprise, bitches!" Brittany exclaimed.

"What are you doing here?" Kurt asked, still in shock.

"I'm here for vacation. We will just stay for two weeks, but don't worry, because we have a hotel to stay in so we wouldn't be a burden."

"You said, we?" Kurt's eyes gets wider as he saw more of their friends, Blaine, Sugar, Tina and Mike.

"Oh gosh we are full packed!" Rachel laughs. "Come on in."

Santana then immediately ran to the kitchen and cooked a delicious brunch for all of them. After having their brunch, they laughed and chatted in the living room until Brittany, Blaine, Sugar, Tina and Mike said their goodbyes for the day and decided to leave, to rest in their hotel but promised to be back tomorrow.

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Around 2 in the afternoon...

"Are you sure you're fine alone?" Rachel asked the Latina as Kurt pulled his car in front of a restaurant.

"Yes, she's not capable of killing me. Don't worry." Santana chuckles.

"She's not, but her friend Riddle is!"

"It's Reagan!" Santana says as the other brunette slumps back at the back seat.

"Okay, you go girl! Just give us an update whether you came out alive or with an injury from that restaurant," Kurt teased.

Santana laughs "Okay fine, just enjoy shopping." She then unlocked the seat belt and exits the car.

"Good luck Satan!" Kurt says.

"Have a great day you two!"

"I love you Santana! Bye!" Rachel blew a flying kiss which Santana playfully catches and put hold to her chest.

Santana went inside the restaurant as Kurt drives away. She walks to the table where Amy was sitting.

"What happened to you? I got so worried about you." Amy says before Santana could greet her.

Santana kisses Amy's cheek before she sits across the table. "I'm sorry for not answering your calls and messages."

"Are you okay? I mean, what happened? Were you sick?"

"No, I'm great actually. Something came up, the reason why I feel so great right now." Santana can't avoid not to smile whenever she thinks about Quinn.

Amy replied a smile too. "What is it?"

Santana started to feel nervous as guilt took over when she saw the innocent smile of the blonde.

"Quinn came back and..." Santana clears her throat. "We just got back together."

Amy's face turns into disappointment as she leans back to her chair.

"I'm sorry..." Santana lower her gaze as she cannot look into Amy's eyes.

The blonde licks her lower lip tasting the salt of the first tear drop that fell from her eye. "What about us?" She hissed, voice cracking as she tries to hold back some of the tears.

"I like you Amy, I really do," Santana says as she looks back at her. "You're perfect, believe me you are, but I can't deny that I still love Quinn and no matter what I do to forget about her, I can't, I just can't."

"You can! You're almost forgetting her. You would be with me if she didn't came back, right?" She whispered.

"I really don't know what to say. I don't know what to say to make you feel okay after this. I just want us to be friends."

Amy starts to sob. "Okay? How can I be okay?" She asked Santana waiting for her to answer but the Latina stays silent.

"It's funny because at first I know it was a mistake to fall for you but you let me love you. You let me, Santana! And now you're telling me this?"

Santana tries to hold Amy's hand to calm her but the blonde shook her hand away. "Don't touch me!"

"Amy, please... I'm really sorry."

"You think she'll still love you if I tell her that we slept in your bed, that something happened, huh?" she hissed.

"Amy, if you do that nothing will change and don't bother 'cause she knows it already." Santana kinda' snapped at her which she regrets after. "I'm sorry..." She mumbles.

Santana knows that there's no right thing to say to Amy right now. She knows she broke her heart. She knows after this, Amy might do the same thing she did when Quinn left her and that's the last thing she wants to happen for the blonde.

Santana tries to hold Amy's hand again and this time Amy just let her. She looks at her eyes sincerely. "I care for you Amy, that's why I'm here to tell you this 'cause I don't want to leave you hanging and question yourself what you might have done wrong 'cause there's nothing. I know this sounds cliché but the problem is me not you." Santana explained and continued. "I'm sorry for making you fall in love with me. I'm sorry for hurting you but believe me, It never came to my mind to play with your emotions and I'm sorry for breaking you heart."

"I thought I can make you love me." She says while tears still streaming from her eyes like a water fall. "I thought I can make you forget about her. I still hope the best for you but I do hate you," Amy chuckles but then she can't help the trembling of her body. She then let her heartaches burst out into tears again.

Santana moves next to Amy wrapping her arms around her "I'm really, really sorry..."

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Around 4 in the afternoon...

Back in the apartment, Quinn got home early to spend time with Santana whom she expected to be there but to her dismay she came with an empty house.

She then put down her bag to the couch, took her phone to send a text message to Santana, Kurt, and Rachel, asking where they are.

Just right after she sent a message, the door slid open.

"Hey blonde!" Rachel sings song as she entered the apartment with her hands full of bags.

"I just sent you a message." Quinn says as she helps Rachel with the bags.

"Yeah, I heard my phone beep. Anyway, what is it about?"

"Where were you? But obviously with these bags I see you went shopping. Where are Kurt and Santana?"

"Kurt went shopping with me but we part ways, he says that he'll go see Blaine."

"Oh, Blaine is here?"

Rachel nodded. "Not just Blaine actually, they visited us this morning -- Brittany, Sugar, Tina and Mike. Don't worry, they'll be back tomorrow," she informed the blonde.

"Oh, I see." Quinn bits her lower lip preventing herself from laughing. "So who do you think has the heart of the Porcelain?"

"I'd still go for Blaine. They're perfect. They're end game."

"Biff is hunky type of guy."

"Even if we bet a hundred bucks, I'd still go for Blaine."

Quinn rolls her eyes. "Whatever! Where's Santana, by the way?"

"Oh my god, finally, I hear you looking for her. Are you sick?" Rachel dramatically says as she puts her hand on Quinn's forehead.

"Get off! I'm not sick!"

"Well, Santana thinks that you're avoiding her on purpose." Rachel told the blonde.

"I'm not avoiding her. As a matter of fact, I came home early today to watch movies and cuddle with her," she smirks.

"Then why did you leave this apartment so early and come home late for three consecutive days? And she says you haven't talked much after she told you about her and Amy."

"She told you that?"

"She blurted it out by accident, so?"

Quinn sighed. "I'm not avoiding her. I just don't know how to hide my excitement and nervousness in front of her. About Amy, what happened is already done. It hurts but I understand, Santana was hurt and she thought that we were done during those days," she says. "Oh my gosh! Can I borrow this blouse tomorrow?" She gushed as she saw the green blouse from H&M bag but Rachel snatched the blouse back from her hand.

"Hell no, maybe some other day but not tomorrow. And what did you say? What is this that makes you excited and nervous by the way?--- " Rachel gasped. "Oh my god! Are you pregnant?"

"That is so funny!" Quinn says sarcastically but smiles anyway. "Promise me that you'll shut your mouth about this and I'm serious!"

Rachel giggles. "I promise, so what is it?"

"About our friends coming here. It was my idea." Quinn again bit her lower lip as Rachel raised her brows.

"Why?" Rachel asked.

"Wait for it..." Quinn ran to the couch where she left her bag and pulled something from it before she turns around, keeping her hands behind her as she looks at Rachel.

"Q, I'm waiting!" Rachel impatiently demanded.

Quinn grinned. Her smile is like a megawatt bulb and shows almost all her teeth. She then finally showed to Rachel a small black box and opened it proudly. "I'm going to ask Santana to marry me." Quinn spills the surprise to Rachel that made the brunette squeal in happiness.

"Oh my god! You're not kidding?" Rachel asks still beaming.

Quinn giggles. "I'm not!"

"Oh my gosh, let me see that!" Rachel says as she tries to grab the box from the blonde's hand but Q smacked the brunette's hand.

"Hey! Santana should be the first to touch this ring." Quinn says and pouts.

Rachel huffed. "Fine! Hmm, anyway, what would be my part to this big event? Anything I can help you with?"

"Well since you're very creative, I will need your advice with the decorations but not any type of pink color, please... And I need a background song to play. I already picked 2 songs; I just need help to decide which song we shall play during the proposal. Wait, why are you crying?"

Rachel hiccups. "It's just, I'm so happy for you two. I can't believe it!"

Quinn smiles before letting out a long sigh. "I can't believe it too," she mumbles "You think she will say yes? I don't want her to think that I'm pressuring her," she says as she pace back and forth.

"Hey, stop thinking about that." Rachel says as she wipes her tears.

"I don't want to back out, Rachel," she says as she put back the small box inside her bag.

"No one's saying that you should. If you think that you're ready then propose to her."

"What if she says no?"

"What if she says yes? When it comes to love, there are no if's and but's. I'll trash all my Barbra Streisand's collection if Santana says no." Rachel says as she gulped.

Quinn chuckles. "You're crazy but deal!'

"I was just kidding!"

"I'm not joking Rachel" Quinn laughs.

"Oh stop it!"

"Hey, what did I miss?" Santana greets as she entered the apartment.

"Santana, what happened to you?" Quinn gasped as she saw the bruise on Santana's lower lip.

"Someone punched my face and for the first time I didn't get a chance to land a knuckle back."

"Who did this?" Quinn asked as she looks at her bruise.

"Amy did that to you?" Rachel worriedly asks Santana which made Quinn look at them, confused.

"Uh, I'll go get ice in the fridge." Rachel stutters and headed to the kitchen.

"Ouch! Aww, don't touch it too much."

"Sorry." Quinn mumbles "Who did this?" She asked again.

"It was Reagan."

Quinn raised her brows "Why would she do this to you?"

"Here's the gel bag." Rachel interrupted and handed the bag to Quinn.

"Let's sit on the couch." Quinn says and lightly touched the gel bag to Santana's bruise.

"I'll leave you two for now." Rachel says and headed inside her room.

"I talked to Amy." Santana started just in time Rachel closes her door.

"About what?" Quinn asked.

"I told her that you're the one that I love and I was sorry for breaking her heart." Santana said which made the blonde blush and smile.

"How did it go?"

"Well..." Santana sighed. "It breaks my heart to see her cry but I don't love her," she says before she capped Quinn's hand that was holding the gel bag.

"I promise that I will be faithful and loyal only to you. I promise that."

"Santana, you don't have to say that. I know that already." Quinn says with reassuring smile.

Santana sighed. "I noticed that you seem so aloof these past few days. I talked to Amy to end what we have, 'cause I don't want you to feel bothered about us. I miss you Quinn."

"I miss you to San... About what happened between the two of you, yes I was upset, I got disappointed but I couldn't get mad at you, because what happened was my own fault too. I'm not trying to avoid you, okay? Believe me." Quinn smiles before she leans to kiss Santana's lips. It was just a peck since Quinn doesn't want to worsen the pain on the Latina's lips. "Now tell me how this happened?" She asked as she pointed on the bruise.

Santana rolls her eyes. "Amy and I ended the talk very well but then I guess Amy told what happened to Reagan and being a protective best friend, she wants to maybe at least take revenge, if that's the correct word for that. She found me alone in the shower, then without a word she punched me and I ended up on the ground."

Quinn grimaced at the thought of it. "Are you gonna be okay tomorrow?"

"I think I'll skip tomorrow's class." Santana giggles. "You don't have classes tomorrow right?" Quinn nodded. "Hmm what about we watch a movie?"

"Uh, I can't... I have something to do tomorrow."

"Can't it wait?" Sadly asks.

Quinn nodded her head. "Yes, but I'm free today, so what about I make a call to Kurt and ask him if he could stop by to the movie store to rent a DVD?"

Santana beams. "Okay, and cuddle?"

"Yep, cuddle and popcorn."

"I love you, babe," Santana says and kissed the blonde.

"I love you too." Quinn says after the kiss.

"Q, I want to thank you for understanding me and I'm sorry for all the mistakes I did."

"San, I made a mistake too but I'm sure that we both did learn something from all the crazy things we did in the past. Let's get start together, okay?" She says and kissed Santana's forehead.

"Okay." Santana replied and shows a smile which she reserved only for Quinn.

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Around 10 in the evening...

It was later after dinner when they all settled in the living room. Rachel and Kurt spread out a comforter on the floor so they can lie down comfortably as they watch a movie.

They were now in their second set of movie when Santana felt Quinn's head getting heavier on her legs. She looks at her girlfriend and noticed that she's already asleep.

Santana carefully moves Quinn and put a pillow under her head before she got up and non-verbally asked Kurt and Rachel to follow her.

"What's up?" Kurt asked as they reached the kitchen.

Santana then replied a beaming smile to them. "Guys, I need your help!" She excitedly says.

"W-what about?" Kurt looks at her confused then mimics the smile of the Latina.

Santana took something from her side pocket and the two gasp as she shows a silver ring with a small diamond stone. "I'm proposing to Quinn. I need you two to help me, and since our friends are also here, I'll ask them to help us prepare the venue and to pick a good song that we will going to play during the proposal."

Kurt squeals not too loud so he wouldn't wake up Quinn. Rachel, on the other hand, was stunned in surprise and didn't know how to react since Quinn a little earlier just told her plan on proposing to Santana.

" Rachel, what do you think?"

Rachel nervously laughed. "Whew, I think that, my friend, is a very fantastic idea."

"Oh my gosh! I'm so excited. When are you planning to propose?" Kurt asked beamingly.

"I haven't picked a good date yet." Santana sadly told them.

"What about we help you decide on the date?" Rachel asked.

"Shouldn't I be the one to decide since I'm the one proposing?" Santana says sarcastically.

Rachel secretly elbowed Kurt behind, who looks at her, puzzled.

"Just let us help you Santana, right Kurt?" Rachel says as she turns to look at Kurt, and gave him a glare before mouthing a word, "Say yes!"

"Y-yeah, j-just leave it to us." Kurt says.

"Hmm, okay... " Santana shrugged.

"Santana?" They all jumped as they heard Quinn's voice.

"Why don't you go back there as we make popcorn here so that Quinn wouldn't suspect that we are planning a surprise for her." Rachel told her.

"Yeah, so I'll leave you two for now and tell me what are the ideas you will come up to, okay?"

Rachel nodded and winks.

Just right after Santana left the kitchen, Rachel again jerked her head to see if the Latina was already back in the living room.

"What the hell was that?" Kurt asked in frustration. "You're acting so weird and getting over dramatic"

"Kurt, we have a very serious problem!" Rachel shouted whisper.

"What problem are you talking about?"

"They're both planning a proposal!" Rachel blurted out.

"You gotta be kidding me." Kurt mumbles.

"How I wish."

"So, what are we going to do?" Kurt asked.

"I have an idea, but we need a big help. Call our friends, now!"

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AN: Oooppsss, Hummel-Berry in their new mission! who wants to join!? ;)

Please I need your help! Any suggestion for the upcoming proposal?

ps: We are so close to the final chapter which will be the next one... So, yeah...

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