Show Katie

This was wrong. Just. Plain. Wrong.

He had to show Katie.

As his girlfriend skipped down the last few steps, her hair still wet from the shower, he called out - surprisingly timid - "Katie. I have something I think you need to see..."

She could sense from his tone of voice that something was up.

She looked concerned as she walked over to him and faced the screen of the laptop.

Micah queued up the video and, taking a breath, hit play. He watched Katie's face turn from concerned naivety to wonder, to outright horror and then disgust.

As the footage ended, she wretched and Micah grabbed the nearby fruit bowl for her, in case she actually threw up. She took a few deep breaths to steady herself and slowly closed the laptop. She stared vacantly off into space, where the screen was a few seconds before.

"Katie..." Micah said tentatively. She shook her head and closed her eyes.

"No." She said, quietly, "No, no, no. I can't deal with this. Not now." Her tone of voice became more resolute as she repeated herself. Eventually, she turned to Micah. "Thank you for showing me. I can't deal with this now. I've got classes. We'll talk this evening."

Micah, stunned, took his kiss from his girlfriend on the cheek and watched her leave.

He stood for a few more seconds, unsure what to do next.