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Sera/Tatum
Tatum had made Sam and Michi take her to the store before the party, especially since Hunter wanted Michi to come early. She had plowed through most of what she had through, or at least picked out all of her favorite things already. Her logic was that if it was Sera's house, she was entitled to it, and she didn't have a single qualm about digging around in Sera's cupboards. She had already eaten half a box of creamsicles from the freezer around eight.

"Oh fuck off," she muttered, without even looking in her sister's direction. "I'm starving, you don't even eat half of this shit," the redhead added, pulling out some cereal and settling with that for now. She moved to the fridge to get milk, pushing past Sera without much of a care either.

"I'm out just here, nobody's smoking out here. I'm just minding my business, doing my shit. I don't think I need advice on raising kids from you either, so I'll be fine, thanks."

Rolling her eyes as she opened the milk, she looked at her sister seriously. "You stink," she added. The smell of weed was definitely tantalizing her. Quitting had been one of the hardest parts of the whole pregnancy thing, and she still found herself struggling with resistance every now and then.