Two days later, and a surprise visit from Katie

You wake up late on Saturday morning, with a rough week and an even rougher late Friday evening behind you. Whatever else could be said about your lovely housemate, she sure knows how to keep you awake all night long...

She's also pretty good at giving you early morning surprises though, and you find her already up and preparing for breakfast when you make it down to the kitchen.

"There you are!" She laughs as she sees the weary look on your face, while barely showing the slightest hint of your own fatigue. She's in an awfully good mood today, but also seems just a little bit skittish about something that she hasn't told you about yet.

"So, what's going on...?" You ask her, while suddenly on your guard against whatever kind of prank she might have coming your way, and has barely finished the sentence before you're suddenly interrupted by the sound of your door bell.

"Who's that, at this time in the morning...?" You ponder aloud, just as Rachel skips right past you and into the hallway to answer the door.

"It's half past nine already, you sleepyhead!" She's laughing as she's leaving you behind, and a quick glance to the clock on the wall proves that it's well past even that by now. It still doesn't explain her funny mood however, nor the fast reaction to answer the door, and all of a sudden you get this feeling that there's something you've completely forgotten about.

"Katie...?!" The idea of it strikes you at the very same moment as you catch a glimpse of the slender figure and short blonde hair in the doorway, and just a few moments later you find yourself introduced to the rather striking young woman you've only seen on picture up till now.

"Uh, nice to meet you...!" You try your best at being polite, which usually works out rather well, but at this time makes you feel a bit lost as you really wasn't expecting a visitor at this time of the day.

"Nice to meet you too!" She greets you back, in the same sexy accent as Rachel has, and quite exactly in the same, somewhat androgynous voice that you'd somehow come to expect of her. It's not quite what you'd call a rasp, but still close enough to lend her that certain, exotic tone to her voice.

She doesn't show much of what she might think about your exterior though, but you can see the shadow of a smile forming on her lips as she looks down to your sleazy white t-shirt, and the pair of fresh underwear you grabbed from the drawer before heading down the stairs.

"Sorry for the state of things!" You hear Rachel laughing as she drags her friend with her back to the kitchen, and shoots you a quick, teasing glance as they leave you behind in the hallway. "He's usually up and awake a bit earlier than this!"

"You know, that's your own fault for keeping me awake all night..." You start saying in your defense, but quickly shut your mouth as you realize that you don't know anything about how Katie feels about your current relation to her supposed ex-girlfriend.

So, you head back up the stairs instead, grabbing a pair of jeans and a clean shirt, before cleaning yourself up a bit in front of the bathroom mirror.

Once you return downstairs the two girls are already chatting away over their breakfast, and you find yourself pondering if your hunger is worth sating already, or if you should leave the two of them alone for a little bit longer...