Her run-in with Apple had brightened Tatum's mood about the party, perhaps a bit too much. It had only been about half an hour since she parted ways with her friend, and she managed to finish half of a tray of jello shots. She didn't know who owned them, frankly didn't care, and was only now beginning to regret that.

Stumbling her way back out onto the porch for the second time, she made her way to the railing and hung heavily onto it. "Oh shit," was all she managed, hunching over and clenching her eyes shut. It was luckily a dry heave, but she groaned just the same, eyes still shut. Maybe there was too much of a good thing.

Reaching up, she tucked her hair behind her ears and took off her hat, breathing deep and hoping not to get fully sick as she hung half way over the railing.