“It’s not what it looks like-” Laurence panicked, trying to cover his sister’s gaze with his hands.
“How can it be anything but what it looks like, ?” Kitty asked skeptically, “You’re wearing women’s underwear. My underwear to be specific. I gotta ask, what are you doing?”
Laurence blushed, holding his head in his hands as he realised he had finally been caught. The question in his mind was what he was going to tell her.
“Well, um,” he mumbled, “I just, uh, curiosity got the better of me and I had to know. I saw these sitting on ya-your bed uh-and I-”
“I don’t just have my underwear hanging around on the bed lying around,” Kitty grinned as she realised she caught him in a lie, “Especially those! You dug under all my black pairs to get to the pink girly ones I haven’t worn in years.” Silence sat in the air between them. Laurence had to think of something.