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Tatum finally found an elastic, and began to reach to pull back her hair, when Mack enclosed her in the hug from behind. She hesitated, tensing just a bit, before relaxing into the embrace that her best friend had around her waist. She turned just a little to face the taller girl better, and Tatum slipped the elastic onto her wrist instead before occupying her hand with pushing hair out of Mack's face so that she could get a better look at her. She looked, as Tatum figured she would after scurrying over here this late, like shit. Kate had a bone to pick with somebody, but as usual, Mack was on the receiving end mo matter whom her mom was sour at.

"Yeah, they're downstairs," Tatum replied, letting Mack hide her face against her neck. "Daddy'll be as mad as hell if he finds out you're up here," she added, quickly regretting saying it. Mick and Madeline disliked Mack especially, they always had, but they honestly rarely let their kids have anyone over to the house. It had never made making friends very easy, but neither did the fact that their parents didn't approve of many of their friends on the first place. "It's okay though," Tatum assured the older girl gently. She had been feeling really exhausted and moody lately, and she hadn't been much in the mood for any company. Her parents, she decided, should be happy that she wanted to see Mack. They had been fighting with her all summer about what a house hermit she was acting like.

"Forget your mom, okay?" Tatum told her, after a moment of silence passed with them just holding each other. "She's just.. she's just jealous because she's a bitch."