“No paint. They are real. Careful, very sharp.” Tatum looked closer at the nails, “May I, if you’re comfortable with it, touch them?” Tatum asked curiously. Tate automatically did a facepalm at how his sister wanted to touch, them, after the girls warning. “You paint nails?” Tatum nodded excitedly. “Oh yeah!” Tatum grabbed her brothers hand, “See? Like this.” She said, holding up Tates red painted nails. Though they were a little scratched, they were relatively good. “Tch.” Tate snatched his hand back, crossing his arms. “I’ve gotten pretty good at them. OH! You should totally let me do yours one day! I have nearly every color you can think of! You could come to my dorm!” Tatum said, each sentence become more excited than the last. Tate began to apologize, leading to Tatum asking the strange girls name. “I have no name.” Tate rolled his eyes. “Of course” Tatum gave a synthetic look. “Really?” she asked sincerely. “Of course she doesn’t. You can’t even count the amount of people you know who don’t have names on your fingers.” Tate said, rolling his eyes. Tatum brushed him off. “Ignore him.” She rubbed the non-existent hair on her chin. “This won’t due. What would you like to be called? Also, how cool is that? You get to pick your own name!”
@Ouijaloveletters - Dawn - orp I didn’t know if u wanted her to come up with Dawn or have Tate or Tatum help her with it 
also sorry for taking forever