Before Tatum even had enough sense to realize what was already going on, she was trapped. Her cigarette went rolling somewhere into the grass, and there were definitely boobs pressed way too close against the side of her face. She was almost sort of excited, until she realized it was Amber.

That was when she paled a little, eyes going wide. "U-Uh, thank you?" she managed in response, at a loss for words. What was the catch here? She was in no mood for this to happen right now, but.. what choice did she have? She wanted to wipe the tears off of her face, but her arms were pretty pinned.

Squirming out of the hug was easier said than done, it felt like a death-grip. "Can you uhm let me go though?"