#c:tatum

Tatum had been looking for the other for awhile, there was a bit of chaos happening at the party, the town kept getting weirder and weirder, everyone seemed to be becoming their costumes somehow, and for once Tatum was glad her costume wasn't supernatural and that she had changed her mind from being a devil this year. She looked in the bathrooms and even the balcony and didn't see who she was looking for, she finally went out the door looking around and saw a figure sitting on the stairs who was just exactly who she was looking for and it made her feel even better. She approached them and sat down beside them "I've been looking for you everywhere, it's pure chaos in there and I thought you left without me." She hesitantly reached out placing a hand on their shoulder looking over them for a moment "Are you doing okay? why are you sitting out here? Was it getting too much? Do you want to talk about it I know it's only a little after midnight but if you are ready to go I'll take you home, just tell me what I can do and I'll help you however I can."

Tatum had spent all day with dealing with entitled customers and quite frankly it had her a bit on edge, so when someone approached and she heard the little bell ding as her back was to them she rolled her eyes where they couldn’t see before composing herself. When she turned with her fake customer service smile on it faded into a genuine one when she realized who it was “Oh Sid I am so glad it’s you, I’ve had the hardest day ever, and I think you just made it a thousand times better by stopping by you’re such a good friend.” 

For the past few days Tatum had been walking around town begging for someone to hear her, to even seem like they could see her, she did meet some people who were in her same situation as her, but they were in such desperation they didn’t stay long when they learned she was stuck just like them and could offer no help whatsoever. So she was just aimlessly walking around town for something to do, casually walking through people since she could, when someone she was about to walk through moved out of the way, they began to walk away and she spun around to follow calling out “Wait please, you can see me right? Please say you can I’m desperate at this point please say it’s not in my mind and you can see and hear me? I’m so lonely and I hate it so please say I’m not getting my hopes up here.” 

Tatum sat on the back porch, she wasn’t really in the right mind set to be inside, everyone was having such a good time at the bar, that she didn’t want to bring the mood down, which was so unlike her but lately drinking and trying to escape her problems wasn’t working the way it used to. She sipped her drink and sat down on her ground outside the bar and crossed her legs staring up at the stars. She knew rationally her problems weren’t as serious as she made them out to be, but inside her cool exterior she was just a sad girl who constantly over thought everything. She heard the door thinking it was just someone coming out to smoke, when she looked at who it was she blink a moment and forced a smile “sorry I’m not as fun as I normally am, just having a moment of weakness and needed a break for pretending everything is okay., well not really but I can suck it up and we can get back in there if you want.” She paused taking a sip resting her cup on her knee still looking up at them “If I blame me brutally honest on the alcohol will you pretend I didn’t just word vomit my weakness at you?” 

Tatum was taking off the rings on her fingers placing them on the bar one by one, no matter how many times she had turned men down or just ignored them they seemed to not get the hint, and honestly she just was so close to snapping, it was truly hard not to snap when some stranger grabbed her ass, she had contemplated getting security but with the alcohol she made rash decisions, she couldn’t wait for security and had taken matters into her own hands punching the guy security had escorted him out because it was clear he was the problem,  so here she sat at the bar with busted up knuckled. She hummed at she placed some ice in a clean rag the bartender had handed her and held it to her hand feeling eyes on her as she did so, she looked to the source blinking at them before speaking “You know, you can stare at me all day, I’m not sorry for defending myself, I’d do it again in a heart beat, you staring at me like that won’t make me feel the least bit guilty so either say something or look away thank you.” 

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