From: porcelinaofvast	Date: February 16th, 2011 03:43 am (UTC)		(Link)

Rolling her eyes, Tatum continued to lean back on the door, puffing away. Why did Sera have to be such a queen all of the time? It was just a joint. She didn't have to act like she was being locked in a chamber with mustard gas or something every time somebody blazed up.

When she was finally finished smoking, crushing the roach out onto the side of her desk, the red-head poked her way out into the hallway, moving down to Sera's bedroom door. "Done," she called out, pounding her fist on the door a couple of times for good measure. "The coast is clear, narc."

	From: imperfectly	Date: February 16th, 2011 08:49 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Sera was lying on her bed reading when Tatum came knocking. She really did want to know what Tatum wanted so she quickly sat up and closed her book.

Still sitting on the edge of her bed she yelled back to her sister. "Do you still smell like a dead skunk?" She couldn't help but giggle to herself, picking at Tatum was far too much fun.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: February 18th, 2011 06:34 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Fuck off," Tatum replied, totally deadpan. "I'm not screwing around here, I have to actually ask you something, stop being a tool."

She leaned against the outside of the door, sighing loudly. "Do you want to talk through the door or something?"

	From: imperfectly	Date: February 19th, 2011 03:08 am (UTC)		(Link)

"No, Whatever it's fine." Sera finally answered, waiting a little longer than she needed to.

"Just come in here and tell me already Ms. impatient." Sera added with a smiled as she pulled the door to her room open and looked out at her sister. "Seriously what is? You never want to take to me?"