Frankie had been idily petting her cat most of the evening, sitting cross legged on her bed and deep in thought. She was angry. Mostly angry that she was angry about something so trivial in the light of students actual parents going missing. Especially Apple. And yet here she was, replaying a bitch fight over and over and ignoring all the people most dear to her when apparently, they could go missing at any second.

The vibration of her phone made her jump, and the cat slinked off unhappily as she hauled her away to answer it. Her stomach dropped when she saw it was from Tatum. After she had promised to see the red head after their fight she hadn't done as much and guiltily she put on some shoes and walked the short distance to Tatum's dorm. She knocked quietly and waited for her to answer, scuffing her feet on the floor.