From: porcelinaofvast	Date: December 26th, 2010 10:17 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

Tatum was a little bit drunk. She had drank her way through more than half of a twelve pack of Smirnoff Ice, and usually only took about three to make her tipsy. She was aware, but giggly, and finding herself easily excitable. The joints they had rolled were probably more or less to blame for that part of it. But it was New Years, with 2011 just around the corner, and she had decided to let herself celebrate a little. It was almost a new year, so why not send out 2010 with a bang?

It had, after all, been a rather brilliant year.

The redhead had no idea where exactly they were headed, as she pulled Frankie along with her by the hand. There fingers were tangled together tightly, and she turned to flash the brunette a little grin as they made their way up a set of stairs and into the second story of the house. There weren't nearly as many people up there, and that was fine, as she pulled Frankie closer. "I need to find the place.. the perfect place to give you your present," she assured her, in a hushed whisper. There were a lot of doors to choose from, and she selected the closest one, closing her fist around the knob and giving it a shove. It came open easily, and it was empty, dark.

"Perfect," Tatum murmured, flashing that grin again, and pulling Frankie inside with her, shutting the door and fumbling for the light switch.

	From: petitechou	Date: December 26th, 2010 10:37 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

Frankie was grinning the whole way to where ever Tatum was taking her. It was New Years, and Christmas had been so shitty, so when Charlie had offered her a free E she took it happily. It had been about thirty minutes now, and she was running a hand along the wall of textured wallpaper before blinking when Tatum finally got the light.

"Perfect" she said breathlessly, eyes widened and pupils massive.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: December 26th, 2010 10:47 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

"Right?" Tatum replied, as if it was the most obvious thing ever. "You're really pretty," she commented dreamily, seeming to lose her train of thought of why they were even up here, leaning in closer to Frankie, their lips just an inch apart. "Your eyes are tripping me out though, they're like.. black, dude."

She was leaning clumsily over the other girl as she spoke, leaning them against the wallpaper Frankie had been admiring moments before. "Don't laugh at your present," she added, seeming to remember what was going on again.

	From: petitechou	Date: December 26th, 2010 11:05 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

Frankie opened her eyes wider until the iris was surround by white and started laughing. "I want it" she pouted, bouncing on the balls of her feet.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: December 26th, 2010 11:17 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

Tatum couldn't help but laugh once Frankie did, stepping back from her momentarily. "Impatient much?" she offered, before lifting the edge of her shirt a little off of her waist so that she could dig a hand into the pocket of her jeans. "Seriously, don't laugh, it's kind of dumb," she warned, still fishing around in the pocket.

Eventually, she produced a small black box and a badly folded purple envelope. Digging for a second into the other pocket, she came out with a package of cigarettes and a lighter, holding all of it out plainly to the brunette with a grin.

"I ordered you a pair of shoes too, but they.. probably won't be in till we're back to school."

	From: petitechou	Date: December 26th, 2010 11:47 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

"Babe" she said, opening the little box and beaming. "Thank you" she whispered, slipping the ring on and turning her hand so it sparkled in the light. She also popped the cigarette in her mouth, lit it and took a drag, before placing it between Tatum's lips.

"This has been better than any Christmas."

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: December 26th, 2010 11:56 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

Tatum smiled widely, taking her own drag off of the cigarette, and exhaling from the opposite side of her mouth. "Here," she began, reaching out and taking Frankie's hand. She turned the ring, facing the heart and crown in toward the brunette's palm. "Means your heart is captured. Dramatic, right?" she explained, grinning sheepishly.

	From: petitechou	Date: December 27th, 2010 12:08 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

"Dramatic is my thing" Frankie said, touched. She hugged Tatum and grinned happily. "I didn't bring yours with me. I sort of left it at school" Frankie admitted. She had been preoccupied lately.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: December 27th, 2010 12:20 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

Tatum smiled, playfully pinching at the other girl's side. "You couldn't even remember my present? How rude," she joked, laughing. "I don't even care, I'm just like.. so happy to be here. It's like, I felt super bad when your Christmas was shit, and I couldn't do anything, but now we're like.. hanging out, and it's all good. It's fucking awesome," she explained, rambling on a bit as she spoke.

Perhaps it wasn't the most eloquent way of explaining it, but the emotions were still the same. She looked a little embarrassed, and a little high. "Love you Frank," she slurred, that sheepish smile coming over her again, as she leaned more comfortably against the other girl. "Sorry Christmas was lame as fuck," she whispered, pressing her lips against the other girl's neck.

	From: petitechou	Date: December 27th, 2010 01:10 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

"Ditto" she whispered in Tatum's ear. Frankie wrapped her arms around Tatum's waist and closed her eyes briefly. "It was lame, but hanging with Gray made it better" she explained, forgetting that she wasn't going to mention that she had spent the night at Gray's house.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: December 27th, 2010 01:26 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

Though she tried to resist it, Tatum tensed up a little, just briefly. "Gray? You guys were hanging out?" she murmured, not lifting her head, her words spoken against Frankie's neck and shoulder. She pulled back a little, enough to take a drag from the cigarette she had been holding, before offering it to Frankie. "I definitely didn't like, know that.. that's cool though, if he wasn't a dick?"

	From: petitechou	Date: December 27th, 2010 02:52 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

"No, he wasn't a dick at all" she said, taking the cig and flicking ash in a paper cup. "He was really sweet, we had fun. We watched Home Alone and drank rum. Have you ever heard of Home Alone?"

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: December 27th, 2010 04:26 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

Tatum took the cigarette back once Frankie ashed it, taking a drag and letting it hang between her lips as the other girl spoke. Raising her eyebrows, she blinked some at her girlfriend. "Who hasn't heard of Home Alone? It's like, classic Culkin."

	From: petitechou	Date: December 27th, 2010 10:00 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

"What is Coolkeen?" She said, her accent making it sound a little warped. "Why do you both keep saying that?" She laughed anyway, shaking her head.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: December 27th, 2010 11:01 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

"He's an actor. Well, one actor from a family of actors, I suppose. You need to watch one of his other movies, I'll download Party Monster for you when we get back to school.. I think you'll like it, one of my favorite movies. Maybe I can mention it to Vinnie and we can get a whole bunch of people together to watch it," Tatum suggested, rambling on absently, eventually trailing off.

"Seriously though, I.. don't mind. You going to his house. If that's what you think, I just.. I'm surprised. But it's okay. I'm just.. forget it, right? It's New Years, so fuck it. Let's just have fun."

	From: petitechou	Date: December 27th, 2010 11:06 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

Frankie shrugged, taking Tatum's word for it. She was sure the red head was right, but she was more interested in stroking this fantastic wallpaper.

"I had to go somewhere, and I know he has spare beds. We ended up falling asleep on the couch though." She smiled widely and kissedTatum's forehead. "I am having fun" she murmured.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: December 27th, 2010 11:12 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

"O-On the couch? Together?" Tatum murmured back, closing her eyes a bit as Frankie kissed her forehead. "Me too," she quickly added, her arms reaching out clumsily, wrapping around the brunette again.

	From: petitechou	Date: December 27th, 2010 11:19 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

"Yeah! It was just easier that way. I woke up with my face closer to his foot than I wanted it to be" she joked, trying to ease the tension.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: January 12th, 2011 01:04 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

"I don't really like dust," Tatum replied a little doubtfully, scrunching her nose just slightly as Frankie kissed it. "But I bet Sam has really good breakfast.. probably poptarts, oh my god."

She scooted closer again, her head moving onto Frankie's pillow, so they were only a few inches apart. "I really wanna eat poptarts, baby, what do?"

	From: petitechou	Date: January 12th, 2011 08:40 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

"What's a poptart" Frankie asked as she nuzzled Tatum's neck. "It sounds very unhealthy."

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: January 13th, 2011 11:28 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

"They're terrible and delicious.. and amazing," Tatum murmured, tipping her head up a bit as Frankie nuzzled her. "It's like, sugary stuff inside of like.. a pastry. And you put it in the toaster, and they have chocolate ones."

She trailed off some for a moment, before glancing down at Frankie. "It's still hot in here, I'm taking my jeans off," she announced, before unceremoniously begin to try to squirm out of them, pushing them from her hips.

	From: petitechou	Date: January 13th, 2011 11:38 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

"I don't even know how you get those off" Frankie marvelled. "They are like shedding your skin." She sat up and grabbed an ankle and began pulling with some force.

"And poptarts sound disgusting. I don't trust anything chocolate that goes in the toaster." She sniffed at the idea and kept pulling.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: January 13th, 2011 11:54 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

"It's a fucking struggle," Tatum agreed, doing her best to do her part in getting out of the jeans. Actually pulling and not just squirming was a good idea, and with Frankie's help, she managed to get them at least most of the way off. Kicking her feet a bit to get them the rest of the way, she grinned.

"Team workkkkk!" she murmured, lifting a hand for a high-five. "Although I dunno if I can kiss a poptart hater. They're so good!"

	From: petitechou	Date: January 13th, 2011 11:58 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

Frankie managed the high five without too much trouble and flopped back down and stroked Tatum's leg.

"Fuck poptarts!" She yelled. "Have you ever heard of a grapefruit? My mother eats one every breakfast."

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: January 14th, 2011 12:03 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Tatum/Frankie

"Fuck grapefruit! Have you ever tasted a grapefruit? That shit is like ass," Tatum replied, scrunching up her nose and making a face. She looked down at Frankie seriously, reaching over to run a hand through her hair. "You're pretty," she murmured, her mind flitting from one thought to another in two seconds flat. It was hard to focus, but it felt nice, and she was glad to be there.

"Do you wanna open the windows?"