Who: Cat and King Where: various in ND What: a genuine date When: Friday night; May 18 Warnings: non so far! Will update if any.
It wasn't a laborious affair to plan a date. Any idiot with half a romantic cell in their body could plan one, but how it turned out? That took a certain kind of finesse.
During the middle of the week he'd seen Cat once from afar and gave his best charming smile. Whether she saw it, he didn't know, but he hoped she had. If for no other reason than to wind her up for and remind her about the actual date they were going to have on Friday night.
Although looking back on it, somehow King was the one who felt a little like he'd fallen into down kind of trap. Not that he could say it was a terrible one to fall into. Take a beautiful woman - who just happened to already be a friend - out on a date and have fun for the sake of fun? It seemed like a win-win for both of them. Whether it was good for their working relationship or not, who knew.
However, since it was a challenge, King was pulling out all the stops. His personal motto was "if it's worth doing, it's worth doing right" and this was no exclusion.
By the time he showed up at their arranged meeting place, there were two bags slung over his shoulder. One bag was an obvious house for a guitar, the other an ordinary backpack. He also showed up looking casual but in an obvious attempt to impress.