Tatum watched her listing off the names, a small smile creeping onto her face. Listening to things like this only made her more sure that a girl like Mackenzie would never really be interested in her. No matter how much the blonde flirted with her, Tatum was sure she'd never be up to par with the girls her friend usually spent time with.

Sighing happily as the blonde pouted, Tatum moved over to slung an arm loosely around the taller girl's neck. It wasn't easy, and it forced Mack to hunch a bit, but Tatum didn't seem to mind. "Slut is like, a relative term," she mused, leaning her head against Mackenzie's as they began to walk toward the house building at last. "I think you're lovely. Let's have dinner," she added simply.