"Did you get any food in the morning or did you just rush out and do your walk of shame?" Lily shook her head, clearly amused.

  "He cooked some breakfast—"

  "What a domesticated scene. I never knew you to be the kind. I thought you were a slam-bam-thank you sir, kind of girl, but here you are staying over for breakfast." Katherine's tone was amusing but she snatched away her plate of food and started munching on it again. "You don't get food," she squealed deliberately, hoping to hurt Lily alcohol affected ears. Hangovers killed Lily, but she still made sure to drink copious amounts of alcohol.

  "How would you feel if I screamed into your ear?" The resulting groan was music to Katherine's ears.

  "You can try," she taunted, "but you won't hurt me. I am immune to hangovers." She stuck her tongue out at her friend.

  "I am sorry, I am going to be a deserter," Lily told after a few minutes of silence.

  "When? We don't have any plans?"

  "He asked me out a week from now… next Friday and the date coincides with when Cage's new movie premiers. I won't be making the first day, first show, it seems."

  "You are choosing a man over your friend? How could you!" Though the words were joking, Lily looked at her with a salty expression. "Don't be worried. I will take Angelina with me. You can go enjoy your date with the good little boy you found yourself!"

  "Not funny," Lily grumbled, but let go off the matter.

  Angelina was their other roommate who was frequently out of town on modelling assignments. She was quite a bit famous and made it a point to flaunt it in front of everyone. Katherine and Angelina went to college together and lived together as roommates for a couple of years despite having differences in opinion. They were both going to school to study the same subject, but Angelina spent her time part-timing with agencies and modelling for various companies. She had a steady yet large amount of income every month which she used to drag Katherine out and party. Katherine was not much of a party-goer, so she was always uncomfortable at the frat parties, but they increased her tolerance for alcohol. Angelina and Katherine were not particularly good friends, on the other hand, they were quite a bit like enemies. Especially since Katherine had retained her field of study and become a graphic designer. Angelina's calling was art, but she had been blinded by the glitz and glam of City H and the entertainment industry and had wasted her invaluable painting talent by designing and styling others. She was more interested in standing in front of the camera than be behind the scenes, drawing her time away. She said that the pay was too little for her to consider a career in art.

  And she wasn't wrong. Compared to what she got for modelling, the pay Katherine received was humble. But she still had more savings than Angelina because she didn't have a shopping addiction. They were constantly at each other's throats. They pretended to be friends but at the end of the day they were more like frienemies.

  "I had called over friends for the premiere and here I am bailing myself when I was just about to tell them to piss off when they wanted to cancel on me." The little frown on her face made her look cute.

  "So, you like him and are going out on a date." It was weird, but that was what it was. Katherine was sure nothing would come from this scenario but it was still worth a try.

  "Uh, well, he asked me out and I said yes, so I think it counts as a date? I feel so guilty abandoning you and going out for some fun."

  "I understand. And the others will understand, too. It's no biggie." She made a face.

  "Do you think they would? I hate girls that ditch their friends for a boy and I am not that type of a girl, so it feels wrong. Maybe I'll just call him and cancel the meeting. I'll go out with you guys." She looked resolute but Katherine was distraught.

  "You will do no such thing, missy. It looks like you really want to go," she said, gently stroking her friend's hair and reassuring her. "They will understand your reasoning and be fine with it."

  "You think so?"

  "Yes, you are going out with that guy. I can't promise you a good time, but I would really like it if you explored that relationship more and see what it is that you exactly want out of your romantic rendezvous."

  She scoffed at Katherine's words. "Are you sure you are not more interested in how I look under my clothes? You must be imagining me undressing, pervert that you are." Katherine was indeed a pervert and nothing anyone said could change that fact.

  "You are right. Indeed, I am thinking about getting you naked and under your insufficient small peened lover. I have no other work than to think of erotica, don't you know? I get paid for my raunchy thoughts!" She stood up from the couch and walked over to the kitchen.

  "Lily, you know that I will watch that movie at least four times before I decide to take a break." She knew her friend was worried and she needed to reassure her that everything was okay and that it was okay to date a guy she met. "I know you," she said ominously. "You will keep thinking about us while you are out with him and I don't want to you distracted from something good."