❝𝘐'𝘮 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘳❞

ꨄ

𝗠𝗔𝗬 𝟯𝗥𝗗 , 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯
𝗟𝗢𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗟𝗘𝗦 , 𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗔
𝟯:𝟯𝟯 𝗣𝗠

The following morning Tatum had woken up on the kitchen floor with an empty bag of Doritos on her chest.

"Ah, fuck" She groaned.

Tatum pulled herself up off the floor using the kitchen counter and saw Alexa dead asleep on her couch. She walked towards her friend and chucked a pillow at the sleeping actress.

"What the fuck, Tate?" She took the pillow and threw it back at Tatum, who caught it.

"You suck"

"Wait don't you have a flight in a couple hours?"

It had completely slipped Tatum's mind. She had been so preoccupied hanging out with her friends that she had forgotten all about her flight to Nashville to watch her sister perform.

"Oh, fuck!" Tatum frantically ran around her apartment in search of a suitcase. "Found it! I found it!" She dragged the suitcase to her bedroom and started shoving random items of clothing inside.

"How can you run that fast with a hangover?" Alexa asked from the living room.

"I do the same thing I do with all my problems, I ignore it!"

"I hope there's a screaming baby on your flight so you can't ignore your hangover"

Tatum walked out of her room with her suitcase—that seemed like it was going to explode any second now. "And I'm The Grinch?"

Alexa nodded, "You're the Grinch-iest person we know"

"You're such a bitch"

"Shut up so are you"

Tatum grabbed her phone off the kitchen counter and sat on the couch across from her friend.

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
Hey

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
I was beginning to think you forgot about me

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
How could I forget someone like you?

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
How's that hangover?

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
It's making me want to never drink again

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
I got to go, my flights boarding right now
I'll text you when I land

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
Okay
Have a safe flight
𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥 3:57 𝘗𝘔

"Who was that?" Alexa asked with a smile plastered on her face.

"Uh, no one"

"Well this 'no one' has you smiling like an idiot"

Tatum immediately wiped the smile off her face, "No, I don't know what you mean"

"Is this someone you met at the club?" Tatum stared at the floor and fidgeted with her phone, "Oh my god! It is! What's his name?"

Tatum looked up at Alexa confused, did she not remember the look they shared last night when Lucy had given Tatum her number?

"It's none of your business, plus we're just friends"

"Friends with benefits maybe" Alexa mumbled loud enough for Tatum to hear.

"I heard that" Said Tatum.

"Yeah, that was the whole point"

Tatum was now boarding her flight to Nashville after arriving way too early—well what she considered to be early anyways.

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
Just landed in Nashville
There was a baby screaming the entire time

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
No fucking way I'm going to Nashville too!

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
I'm guessing you're there for the Eras Tour

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
Yeah
I finally had some free time so I thought
I'd go and support my sister
Why are you in Nashville?

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
Maybe you'll find out later

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
You're not gonna tell me?
Damn okay

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
I'm getting the feeling you're
not patient at all

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
Nope, which is why you need to tell me

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
My lips are sealed
You are getting nothing out of me

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
You are so lucky I don't know your last name
or else I would totally google you right now

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
Don't think a google search would help very much

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
You're just one big mystery, aren't you?

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
You think I'm mysterious?
Thank you

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
When can I find out why you're in Nashville?

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
If I told you then it'd give everything away
I want you to be surprised

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
I hope I don't have to wait long

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
You won't, don't worry
𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥 7:45 𝘗𝘔

The entire flight Tatum thought of every possibility as to why Lucy was in Nashville as well. Eventually Tatum landed in Nashville, she was grateful her mom had forced her to stay with her. Andrea had also told her daughter that she'd pick her up from the airport. Tatum didn't want to be a burden but Andrea insisted on it.

"Thanks for picking me up" Tatum said as she got into the passenger seat.

"Of course, sweetheart"

"Do you mind if we don't talk at all?" Asked Tatum, "I have a massive hangover"

Andrea nodded, "Whatever you need"

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
Hey
What are you up to?

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
Nothing much
Just hanging out with some friends
Wbu?

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
Oh shit I didn't mean to bother you

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
It's fine, we're just enjoying each other's company,
we're not really talking
Phoebe's messing around with a guitar right now
and Julien's sleeping

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
Phoebe?
As in Phoebe Bridgers?

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
Yes???
Why?

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
Nothing, I just didn't know
you two were friends
Who's Julien tho? She doesn't sound familiar

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
Julien Baker. She's a singer too, her music
is really depressing but really good

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
You're all musicians?
Surprised you're not in a band yet

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
We actually are
We're called boygenius

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
Definitely gonna have to listen to your
guys' songs when I'm not hungover

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
I should warn you that some of them are a bit sad

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
So I'll be crying?

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
Maybe

𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗺
I just got to my moms place
I might unpack and crash
I'll talk to you tmr

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹
Okay
Sleep well
𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥 8:36 𝘗𝘔

Tatum got her bags and went inside.

"Tate! You're here!" Taylor shouted, hugging her younger sister.

"Please shut up" Tatum slipped out of the hug and dragged her bags upstairs to her room.

"Why's she so moody?" Taylor asked her mother.

"Hangover" Andrea responded.

Tatum immediately changed into some pajamas and crashed in bed like she said she would.