Tatum sniffled again, shaking her head. It was a good question, but she really didn't have an answer to it. It had just been a long exhausting night, and the younger girl's sudden pity on her was nice. What was nicer still was that nothing awful had been sent to Colin, even if she supposed she shouldn't have worried about that so much. The night was really just starting to get to her, and though Sam had helped her sober her up a bit, she was still far from good to go.

"I-I-I just h-have a lot of f-feelings," she admitted in a little whimper, lifting her head a bit as she took the joint back. When Eden continued talking about her boob, Tatum scrunched up her face and shook her head. "G-Gross, shut up, I d-didn't-- I didn't m-mean to, like.. i-if I did, I wasn't like.. I g-guess I just have better aim than I t-thought," she managed to stammer out, taking a puff from the haggard looking little joint.

Feeling a little relaxed despite their scuffle a few moments before, Tatum crossed her legs too and held the joint out to Eden again.

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Well that was an obvious downfall. Feelings would always leave you sitting in the dirt crying to strangers. Exactly when Eden avoided feelings at all costs. "Here's a tip for ya. Feelin's gettin' you down? Go punch a jock. Instant gratification" she said wisely.

Picking bits of leaves out of her hair Eddie scrunched up her face in offense. "Aint nothin' gross about them" she pouted, blowing smoke moodily. "They aint hairy or... lactatin'. How rude!"

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Tatum paled in the darkness, her eyes going briefly wide in shock at just the thought of that. Her punching anybody? Especially a jock? She had seen some of those Quodpot and Quidditch players. Hell, Mack and her giantess friend were perfect examples. Tatum wasn't sure she couldn't even reach a jock's face to punch it.

"Uhm," she managed, swallowing thickly. "I d-don't think," she finished lamely, looking down at her crossed legs. She tensed up when Eden pouted at her and she raised both hands in front of her, as if to defend herself. "T-That's not-- your b-breasts uhm, are.. I'm s-sure they're very lovely, I just-- m-me personally, I'm not.. into t-that like, sort of thing? You know?" she tried to explain hurriedly, her voice cracking a bit.

"I d-don't mean they're.. g-gross, they're very.. l-like, they're, uhm, beautiful. In a w-way, I guess. But n-not like, to me."

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"I can prove it if ya want" Eden said, lifting her top up briefly and exposing her stomach. "You'll have to return the favour though, s'only fair!"

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If it were possible, Tatum's eyes went even wider as Eden lifted up her shirt. Her hands shot up immediately, dramatically covering over her eyes as if she had never seen a pair of boobs before or something. "N-No, I-- I b-believe you, I do!"

She gasped scandalously from behind her hands at Eden's next suggestion. "No way! I-I'm saving m-myself!"

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