From: porcelinaofvast	Date: June 8th, 2011 05:27 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Never again," Tatum agreed, more to assure herself than to assure Bekka. Still shaken up, but with her wand lowered entirely now, she moved back over to her desk and grabbed her wallet from where it lay. She opened it, trying not to frown as she counted out three twenties. It was all she ever carried, it was the two gram bill, she probably spent one every day.

Holding the sixty out to Bekka, she tried to straighten up and seem less upset by all of this. "And a new bed, a really nice one, right?" she added. How much were whole beds anyway? Probably crippingly expensive. She vaguely wondered if Sera might help her out with a loan. She always had her money squirreled away somewhere, if she hadn't started spending it on pimping Jenny out or something. There would be interest, but it could save her whole relationship.

Or salvage what was left.

	From: studiesallnight	Date: June 8th, 2011 06:18 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Right." Bekka snatched the money back, counted it out and stuffed it in her pocket. Later she would iron out the bills, sort them and make entries into her ledger of the expense. Now she just wanted out of the room, to light a cigarette (or more) and forget that it wasn't even the weekend yet.

She grabbed her jacket, backpack and lighter before heading back to the door. "Call me when you get the bed delivered. And we'll see about that notice."

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: June 8th, 2011 08:01 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Tatum opened her mouth to say something, perhaps retort even if she knew it wasn't for the best, but Bekka was already heading out before she could really offer anything. The door shut, and Tatum's face collapsed as she flopped down into her chair and pressed her hands over her face.

"Bad, so bad," she murmured to no one, just inhaling shakily. How the fuck was she going to get that kind of money? Was she really in this shitstorm? It blew her mind, but it was real and something needed to be done. And presumably as fast as possible.