From: meandmyuke	Date: March 20th, 2011 06:26 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Apple

Apple nodded. "Right? We should totally like... throw a big bash for your birthday," he giggled. "And you're right, you won't have to worry about a damn thing your dad says," he shrugged. "Though my mom would like... love if I just did yoga all day," he laughed. "The benefits of my mom owning a yoga studio," he sighed happily.

"Right? I think you're the coolest chick Tate," he said holding his flask up like a cheers and then took a long drink. "You don't have boy titties," he giggled. "I'm glad you're happy with you because you should be," he grinned over at her. "You are amazeballssssssss," he giggled.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: March 22nd, 2011 12:06 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Apple

"I have to go home with Sera on my birthday," Tatum sighed. "Well, part of my birthday. We're just going to Floo home for dinner and stuff, I guess.. but after that, I want to have an actual birthday. We should all get together and smoke a huge fucking bat, man! I'll take one of my brother's pipes too, he's got the coolest shit.. I don't know how he even keeps it all hidden from dad all year long. It's like magic, and yet he's the squib," she joked, laughing a little.

She lifted her schnapps when he lifted his flask, taking another long chug before letting out a small burp. Her stomach was starting to feel a little queasy but to hell with that. "I guess I'm pretty cool," she agreed jokingly, grinning as she fished round in her pocket for a minute before pulling out her cigarette case. Inside, she pulled out another joint and lifted it to her lips, lighting up quickly. "Cool as fuck."

	From: meandmyuke	Date: March 22nd, 2011 02:16 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Apple

"Ah yeah, that's what I'm talkin about," he nodded with a big grin on his lips. In his opinion there was nothing better than a stoner birthday bash. "Maybe your brother has like just a touch of magic... just in the form of hiding the good shit," he smirked. "Even my brother has been caught with the stuff before," he laughed. "And he is a wizard, albeit, not a very smart one."

"Nice belch!" Apple congratulated her with a sloppily attempted high five which sent him into another giggle fit. "You're cool as fuck and I'm bad at high fives."

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: March 22nd, 2011 02:35 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Apple

"Wouldn't surprise me, that sneaky bastard," Tatum replied, nodding sagely as she puffed away on the joint. She just hoped she didn't get the munchies; she didn't think she could handle a full stomach right then, plus she had no idea where the junk food got hidden away in this place. "Classy as fuck, right?" she agreed, laughing as their high five barely made it.

"Dude," she replied, expression serious before cracking into a grin. "High five. Get it? It's a high five, and we can't even do that!"

	From: meandmyuke	Date: March 22nd, 2011 03:00 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Apple

Apple tried to pull himself together long enough to listen to Tatum when she got that serious look on her face, his eyes grew wide and the little grin turned into full beam. He giggled even more, slipping further down the wall. "High five," he repeated. "You would think of all the people at this school we would be the best at that!"

He put his fingers to his lips, trying to quite himself down but it didn't help. "Don't tell any of the others," he giggled. "But you're my favorite."

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: March 22nd, 2011 05:06 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Apple

"Right? I mean, like other than Charlie, we should probably be the highest fivers in school," Tatum agreed. "It's the only thing I'm really good at. What does that say about me, like.. in real life?"

Pausing, the redhead bit her lip slightly. "Is this real life?"

	From: meandmyuke	Date: March 22nd, 2011 06:32 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Apple

"Maybe there's like... a metaphysical difference between high fiving and high fiving. Maybe... we're really good at high fiving but not normal fiving," he giggled.

He looked at her with his big dopey eyes and pouted. "I don't know Tate," he held his hand out in front of him and wiggled it. "It looks like real life, smells like real life..."