From: imperfectly	Date: December 18th, 2010 05:38 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Then what is it, Tatum? What exactly do you even do, besides just run around in stupid outfits?" Sera replied now standing looking over her sister's shoulder. Under her breath she continued, "Just seems like a waste of time to me."

"Dad will kill you if you do that in here?" She choose to just ignore the comment about the lock.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: December 19th, 2010 12:01 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Uh, it's awesome, obviously.." Tatum murmured, still trying to focus on the task in front of her. If Sera didn't shut up, she was going to spill the whole joint, her fingers were shaking like mad already. "How can you even judge? It's not like you've ever even tried it.. what exactly do you do besides just run around and read books?" she added, barely containing a little sarcastic smile.

It was luck that her back was turned to her sister; only that fact spared her from a very likely smack upside the back of her head.

"Dad doesn't have a clue. You're acting like I'm new at this," Tatum assured her, sobering up her expression a little. "I open the window and stuff, I have like.. spray."

	From: imperfectly	Date: December 21st, 2010 08:01 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Did you really just try to compare that game to reading, come on Tatum, really?" Sera snarked back.

"The greatest minds, the greatest discoveries, all the advances seen in both the muggle and wizarding world alike could not have been possible without knowledge, reading, education, these things are important Tatum, not world of whatever-you-call-it. Sera paused, taking a deep breathe from her long-winded spiel.

Not backing down, Sera now leaned on Tatum's desk beside her watching as she worked the paper tightening it between her fingers. "Oh I know its not new." Sera snapped back again, "I know you're a pothead." She mumbled a little under her breathe. She knew it wouldn't bother Tatum much anyway, she'd probably take it as a compliment. "I just didn't think you did it inside, like in your room. Dad or mom could just bust in at anytime, open window or not."

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: December 23rd, 2010 02:55 am (UTC)		(Link)

Tatum did her very best bitch please face, shaking her head briefly. "Don't worry about it, I got it under control. They haven't caught on yet, I don't think they're about to start today," she replied, leaning back slightly in her chair as she finished with the joint. It was a little loose, Sera's distraction doing it no favors, but it was more than smokeable.

"You gunna hit this with me or what?" she offered, mostly kidding, just trying to get a rise out of the younger girl.

	From: imperfectly	Date: December 27th, 2010 12:56 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Whatever!" Sera growled, she knew she wasn't going to get anywhere and was just wasting her time. She'd save further lecturing for another day, the still had the whole Christmas vacation for that.

Sera paused for a moment, she looked down at the joint in front of Tatum. Was her sister crazy? she thought, sometimes she really did wonder. Why would she even ask that?

"I'm not going to turn into a pothead like you Tatum, that certainly won't help me stay at the top of my class." She replied, not actually answering her sisters question.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: December 27th, 2010 01:54 am (UTC)		(Link)

"One joint doesn't turn you into a pothead, douchenozzle," Tatum replied dully, rolling her eyes at her sister. When Sera got up on a high horse like this, it was usually hard to avoid getting into a fight with her. They had both been grounded for their fair share of cat fights over the years.

"Whatever though. Get out if you're going to be a bitch about it. Come back when you're less of a narc."

	From: imperfectly	Date: December 27th, 2010 02:40 am (UTC)		(Link)

Sera just rolled her eyes, it was hard to not fight with Tatum. She knew she was right and her sister was wrong, plain and simple. "One joint turns into two and then next thing you know your addicted and doped out all the time like y-." Sera didn't finished but instead took in a deep breath of frustration before continuing.

"Did you know that marijuana is a gateway drug Tatum? It might be funny to smoke up and eat an entire bucket of ice cream now but it won't be so funny when your living on the streets toothless bagging for coke money."

With that Sera turned as if she was going to storm out but instead stopped and plopped herself on her sisters bed. "You're the one being the bitch." She said crossing her arms. "I don't have to leave if I don't want to." She said stubbornly, sounding for once like the younger sister she is.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: December 27th, 2010 03:45 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Are you actually one of those idiots who believes that? Whatever the politicians tell you? The government? Newsflash, dude, Hilary Clinton isn't Jesus. People don't smoke pot and turn into cokeheads, it just doesn't happen like that. It's a myth. You're being a tool," Tatum replied sharply, spinning around in her chair. "It makes me feel better. I get.. a lot of headaches. And it helps me calm down. I barely even have panic sttacks anymore, I haven't taken any Paxil in like, forever. So leave it alone, or like.. whatever."

Watching as Sera flopped down onto the bed, Tatum frowned deeply. She felt sore from sleeping so awkwardly, and she had been intending maybe having a little proper nap after smoking. Not exactly possible with Sera sprawled out on the bed. "You have to leave if I say so, and I say if you're a bitch, you go."

	From: imperfectly	Date: December 28th, 2010 12:17 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Who said anything about the Hilary Clinton, or the government, its facts, science! Look it up if you don't believe me." Sera was really starting to get worked up, Tatum made her so mad sometimes with her stupidity, she really had no idea what she was doing to herself. "I didn't know you were a doctor? I get that it helps you relax, but self-medicating? Do you know how dangerous that can be, and besides Paxil isn't illegal." Sera fumed.

"I'm not being a bitch, you just don't like her hear the truth." With that Sera just leaned back adjusted the pillow by Tatum's headboard and made herself more comfy. She wasn't giving up that easy.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: December 29th, 2010 01:02 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"You didn't have to say it, I just know what you're like, and what your views are. You're like, The Man personified, dude. Come on," Tatum replied, eyes rolling. She was less worked up than Sera, but she was still getting irritated. It was a shame that her sister was one of the only people she ever lashed out at; it was like all of her tension from being the token wimp all year just manifested at once, and it was never pretty.

"I never said I was a doctor, but I plan to be, in case you forgot? And I, for one, will not be one of those doctors who condemns marijuana use. Particularly not medicinal marijuana. Hell, medical weed is even more potent than this! If the government prescribes stronger shit, don't tell me that half a gram of skunk is really going to hurt me," the redhead explained, fiddling with the joint still held in her hand.

Watching Sera get comfy, it was clear that she wasn't going to budge, and Tatum had no desire to pick her up and physically throw her out of the room. That had worked pretty well when they were kids, but they were bigger now, and besides.. even back then, she had needed Rath to help lifting her. Plus it always got them grounded.

"If you're not going, you've been fairly warned," Tatum sighed, standing up and going to her bedroom door. She gave it a shove, making sure it was shut, before turning the simple lock on the knob. It was easy to pick from out there, if you wanted to, but it had never been an issue. Only Sera had ever picked it. She moved over to the window, opening it wider, and lighting a stick on incense in the holder on her desk.

Flopping back into the chair, she put the joint between her lips, flicking her lighter and blazing up. "Last chance, smoke it or get out," she murmured.

	From: imperfectly	Date: February 15th, 2011 07:46 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"You suck, you know that right?" Sera laughed, waiting till Tatum had already lit the joint. She got up from her bed and walked to the door. "That shit stinks." Sera protested, swinging the door and exiting into the hall. "I'm not staying in here so I can stink like that.. gross Tatum, it smells like a dead skunk."

She considered slamming the door behind her but just left it open, stomping her foot slightly she stormed off. She could smell the smoke moving into the hall before she even reached her bedroom door and turned giving Tatum a smirk. "You should probably close that or mom and dad are going to smell it later." She warned, grinning to herself.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: February 15th, 2011 09:04 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Tatum jumped out of her chair almost as soon as Sera opened the door; she couldn't cast any spells to help her mask the smoke, and if the door got left open like that, the whole house would reek. "Fuck off, I actually needed to talk to you about something!" she called after her, quickly shutting the door and leaning back on it, waiting for a shouted response.

	From: imperfectly	Date: February 16th, 2011 02:25 am (UTC)		(Link)

"What is it? What do you need to talk to me about really?" Sera shouted back, leaning out of her doorway towards Tatum's room. She didn't let Tatum answer. "It obviouskly can't be be as important as smoking that joint?" She scowled. "I'm not coming back in there until your done. Talk to me later"

She stepped into her room and closed the door with a light slam, mostly for dramatic effect. She wondered what Tatum wanted to talk about.

	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?"