Fights were a bit much, and pretty much as soon as Mack and Eden had wrestled their way to the ground, Tatum had made her escape toward the back door of the house. There was already enough blood all over the carpet, and she just didn't want to get involved. They were both idiots, and she wasn't really feeling in the mood to show either of them her tits, so heading out back to let it blow over was just easier. They didn't even seem to notice her slipping away, which was preferable.
Finally getting out onto the back deck, Tatum sidled her way up to one of the patio chairs, flopping into it and already blazing up a joint. She had seen Jenny out her smoking a cigarette with someone earlier, but there was only one other person out there now, and it wasn't her. Avoiding making too much eye contact with the tall blonde sitting on the other side of the deck, Tatum puffed idly at her spliff and tried her best to act natural.