××× i'm a paper doll, you can t e a r m e u p, × Tatum glanced around the bar at everyone who was speaking with one another. It seemed as if no one got along with each other, but maybe that is just how they were? A little dysfunctional family. They all had one thing in common, and they had known about it longer than the rest of them. Maybe their fighting, or the hostility towards one another was out of pity? They felt bad that the person was experiencing the same thing that they were. × When Lenny walked out of his room, Tatum's attention was directly towards him. The girl might have seen him once or twice and spoke to him maybe once. She was slightly annoyed by the fact that he had brought them all the way out there and then hid himself away in his room. Right now, she could be sitting down eating dinner with what little family she had left. It wouldn't be ideal, but at least her powers would not be dangling in front of her. At home, she was able to cover up what bothered her the most. Here? That was a different story. The whole reason she was here was because of her power. × Ignoring everyone's comments towards Lenny, Tatum stood up and walked behind the bar, grabbing a small glass and a bottle of whiskey. She poured the whiskey about a third of the way full into the glass before returning to her previous spot on a bar stool. Her gaze went back to Lenny, and she scrunched her nose at him, slightly annoyed how he hadn't bothered to explain anything yet. Hearing Scott's comment to him, she let out a stiff laugh. "I'm Tatum, Lenny, in case you forgot." She was hoping he hadn't.