Her mother had just left the room, and Tatum finds herself drifting toward the twin bed upon which a very shaken up @grimcrypt resides. As her bedroom door is shut, Tatum climbs upon the bed, situating herself next to Sidney as a hand reaches out, gently rubbing against her back in soothing circular motions. She’s not sure if it’s even going to help, but it’s not like life comes with an instruction guide of what to do when your best friend has a killer maniac coming after her.
She releases a sigh before her head turns to look at the other girl. ❛ You’re gonna be okay, Sid. I swear. ❜ Shoulder bumps gently into Sidney’s, space between them almost nonexistent. ❛ For one, Deputy Dewey is gonna be watching you like a hawk after tonight, and I’ve decided I won’t be letting you out of my sight either. We’re gonna get through it. ❜ She gives the other a soft smile. ❛ Plus, I was thinking that since sleep is pretty much a no - go after this shit show, we could watch a movie or something --- anything you want. ❜














