Tatum was just barely back in the realm of the living, beating most of the coughing out of her chest before she passed out or something. Her eyes were watering a little, red-rimmed already, and she jumped in her chair when Bekka spoke. When the fuck did she get here? She was like a.. ninja or some shit.

"Holy fuck, don't sneak up on me. Can you like, shut the door?" she breathed, lifting a hand to rest it on her chest again. Her heart was thudding like crazy. Bekka's words finally seemed to set in a bit, but at first she was still confused, eyebrows knitting together.

"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked simply, before lighting up and taking another hit from the bong.