"Y-Young enough I probably shouldn't be p-partying with you.. you're like, younger than my baby sister," Tatum shot back, carefully catching the bag tossed her way. She quickly opened it, taking another quick sniff. It really did seem like good stuff. Hopefully it wasn't totally wet or something lame like that.
"I-I don't really drink wine," the redhead replied quietly, following closely behind the younger girl, glancing around a bit nervously as they moved. She still had her joint going, holding it a bit low in case anyone crossed their path. "They were h-here, like.. earlier. H-Hence the skirt," she sighed. "They'll b-be back in the morning.Dad's a muggle and m-my stepmom went to B-Beauxbatons so they didn't go to the uhm, alumni thing."