![[info]](https://www.scribbld.com/img/userinfo.gif)
![[info]](https://www.scribbld.com/img/userinfo.gif)
![[info]](https://www.scribbld.com/img/community.gif)
"Whatever. I know it must be like, s-so hard to be some hot jock," Tatum murmured back without really looking up. She turned her head a bit to look at Mack as the blonde flopped into the cushions, jostling her around a bit. She raised her eyebrows, looking a bit skeptical. "I don't think aurors do that shit but.. whatever f-floats your boat, your b-business," she shrugged.
She took the cigarette offered to her, cracking the end off for tip and then popping the remainder into her mouth, lighting it up. "Sera c-couldn't keep her mouth shut if it was full of g-glue," the redhead muttered. She didn't want to know what sort of things Mack knew about her baby sister. It chilled her to even consider the things that Mack and Hunter might have talked her into doing. Sera had been quite a different kid then.
Sighing heavily, she took Mack's cigarette pack from her and laid it onto her lap, trying to keep her legs steady. "Here, step by step, pay attention. Ready?" she asked, twisting the tobacco she had cracked off so that it fell onto the cigarette box. She pulled the little baggy of weed from her sweater, opening that next and waiting for Mack to agree to watch her. She was only going to explain herself once. Absently, she puffed at the smoke between her lips.