I wanted to write a story about Kat, because the poor thing's being neglected on this site.
Kat jogged lightly along the street, holding a cup of coffee intended for Bill.
She jumped when a figure ran out in front of her, causing her to spill the liquid over her hand.
"Oh, shit! I am so sorry!" the figure exclaimed, grabbing her hand to examine it.
"No, it's fine, I was going to fast." Kat got a proper look at the person standing in front of her, the boy had shaggy blonde hair that fell into his face.
He wasn't un-attractive, but when Kat thought about him like that it felt wrong.
The boy suddenly looked up and his eyes widend when he caught a look at her.
"Ohmygod! Kat!" he exclaimed throwing his arms around her.
"uumm... sorry, but who are you..again?" Kat asked, confused at the stranger's outburst.
The boy pulled away from her, looking into her eyes.
"You... really don't recognise me do you?" he whispered, his blue eyes forming tears.
"Should I?"
"Kat. It's me. Christian."
Kat looked blankly.
"I'm your brother."
"What-? NO!" Kat jumped back, "I don't have a brother! As far as I care, I don't even have a family!"
"Kat please." Christian begged.
Kat backed away, and began to run, not looking back.
Kat stepped out the elevator, slightly shaken.
Bill, stuck his head out his office door.
"Hey Kat, what happened to that cup of coffee?" he asked.
Kat glared.
"It got fried." she said, deadpan.
"Are you all right?"
"I'm fine, don't we have, like, a murder to solve or something?"