Nice Guy

"Did you have fun last night?" Katherine asked, setting down the plate of breakfast beside her before leaning against the couch, waiting for the information.

"Yeah, he seemed like a nice guy." Lily shrugged. Katherine scrunched her brows in confusion. It either meant that Lily had not had a good time. She definitely didn't like to hold back details and this was a trial at evading her questions.

"How bad was it?" Katherine groaned, wondering what was coming her way.

"Do you really want to know?" Lily replied, pain evident in her voice. She received a nod in reply and took it as sign enough to bombard Katherine with the details of her wretched time. "It was his first time picking up a girl from a bar and he kept telling me how he had never done it before and that everything was 'so hot.' I tell you, I have never looked for Shakespeare in my one-night-stands, but a little more command over language would have been nice. Never hitting that again."

Katherine found herself reclined on the couch, unable to control the fits of laughter that escaped her.

"Look for English Literature majors, next time. Or supply your partner with a dictionary so that they can find subsidiary words for 'hot'." She guffawed. "Did you have fun, though? Was it any good?" The shake of Lily's head made her go back to rolling in laughter. "A night well spent, huh?"

"Don't laugh at my misfortunes. It was horrifying. His peen was not pretty." Her pout was cute, but the story made more hilarity ensure.

"Why didn't you just ditch him for someone else?" Katherine asked, interested now. Lily could be ruthless when she rejected someone or snipped their advances at the bud, but here she was putting up with some guy whom she didn't enjoy spending time with. There must have been something more to the story.

"He was a genuinely nice person. I didn't want to hurt his feelings by telling him to get the fuck away from my vagina!" The strip of bacon Katherine had started chewing flew out of her mouth and spattered onto the ground in front of Lily. She recoiled in horror and gasped.

"So dirty!"

"You made me splutter! It's your fault!"

The banter followed but it was all fun and games.

"But you don't do nice guys, what made you change your mind?" Katherine asked, finally, once they were done spewing playful insults at one another.

"He told me about how ruthlessly his ex-girlfriend broke his heart and he caught her cheating on him. I felt some sympathy because Jonathan did the same to you. I didn't want to abandon a poor child who just wanted to forget his ex!"

"Please tell me you didn't have a romp with a person who you thought was like me," Katherine groaned in frustration. "You clearly don't like being the rebound." The guilty look on Lily's face made horror seep into her bones. "Don't tell me… you gave him your number!" Lily cringed. It was admission enough to her grave mistake!

"Lily!"

"What? He was a poor child!" She was giving a guilty smirk. "It's not like we are dating!"

"If you meet him again or talk to him, that means you are dating him, right? You don't date nice guys." If Lily's savior complex had led to her reeling in strays from all walks of life, Katherine would consider herself one of the strays.

Katherine was in kindergarten and deathly afraid of rabbits. Lily was a schoolmate who was chirpy and nice to everyone, nothing like the savage Lily of the present. Their friendship began when a rabbit in the kindergarten jumped all over the place behind Katherine and Lily had to jump in and protect her classmate. They had been best friends ever since, and you could see that Lily was a gentle soul with a rough exterior. And she particularly loved Katherine, so she empathised with anyone who was in a bad position like her.

"It's wrong to have sex with a person who resembles your friend." She faked a shudder to emphasize her point.

"It's not like I was thinking of you," she said saucily. She let out a small chuckle. "I am not marrying him and having his babies, okay? I am just going to fix his broken heart and then shatter it to pieces again." She stuck her tongue out to enforce a point.

"And what about your twelve-year-old Cage Cavanaugh who you are exchanging nudes with?" The sly smile on Katherine's face irked Lily. She flew at her friend, meaning to tickle her out of her words, but fell prey to her friend's fiendish tickling hands.

"You dare!" They fought gleefully. The contest lasted for a little time.

"But no, what about the twelve-year-old?"'

"He is not twelve. He is at least our age because he seems to be a struggling model in the city. I just lucked out." Lily shrugged her shoulders.

"And you are letting Cage Cavanaugh run away because you found a broken soul that you need to fix?" The words now turned serious. It was a matter of time before their conversation returned to being serious.

"I know it's not Cage Cavanaugh. You know I added those people as a joke; you don't need to worry, Kitty. I don't want to be the wife of a star or something of that sort."

That was a relief. Katherine patted her friends head and gave her a small portion of her breakfast to munch on.