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Mackenzie was about to protest that in fact, most people did talk to their friends about that kind of thing, but then the younger girl was dismissing the topic. She closed her mouth quickly, and thought for a moment as silence fell between them. She wasn't sure if she was interpreting it correctly, but she wanted to ask if Tatum's comment meant that they were friends. Was she saying it as a generalization? Or was she saying it to mean that it wasn't something that they should talk about because they were normal people and friends. Mackenzie shook her head lightly, she felt instantly stupid for worrying about something like that. She shouldn’t care if some university freshman liked her or not, she could have almost any girl in the school if she wanted. One little stoned freshman shouldn’t be her downfall.
She was so invested in the debate she was having with herself, that she almost missed Tatum’s jab at athlete’s. “Wha-Hey! Athlete’s aren’t lame!” She sputtered, straightening up where she sat so she could fight if she needed to. She wasn’t enjoying being on the defensive, it really didn’t suit her at all. “And I ‘ain’t got a scholarship, so you…shut your face.” She finished lamely, frowning down at the redhead. She didn’t really feel like telling the younger girl how rich her family really was, even if it was because of her mothers strategic marriages. It would only make her look like more of a douche bag in the end.
“Whatever,” She grumbled, flopping back against the couch cushions with her arms crossed. She wasn’t enjoying being on the receiving end of the heckling she usually dished out. “Auror’s need to know how to blend into any kind of situation ass, I’m just saying having a wide variety of skills could be useful.”
Still grumbling to herself, she fished her cigarettes out of her pocket and shook out a cigarette before handing it to the younger girl. “Sera will keep her mouth shut if she knows what’s good for her then,” She mumbled, lighting the cigarette as it dangled from her lips. “Otherwise I’ll start telling people some of her embarrassing moments, and let me tell you, she’s got some really choice ones.”