A/N: I do not own the RENT characters; I just like the musical and have seen it multiple times. This is based on the movie version.
February 25th 1991, Eastern Standard Time. A lot has happened in the last two months: Mimi died shortly after New Years, almost to the day from when Maureen and Joanne brought her into our apartment. While she managed to overcome her drug addiction, her body was still weak and she succumbed to illness. Roger was so distraught that he didn't know what to do. He went back to shooting heroin, attempting to drown out his pain, feeling that life was useless. I couldn't bear the sight of him doing this to himself, so I managed to get him into rehab. We had some long talks, until one night, he broke down crying in my arms. Then it happened, the inevitable: he professed his feelings for me. This left me shocked, but strangely comforted. I had felt alone for so long, that I had forgotten how it felt to have a bond with someone. I realized that I had fallen for Roger as well. We have now been a couple for officially a month. Life has its struggles; we're still cold and hungry most of the time, but at least we have each other.
Collins is doing well; he still misses Angel a lot of the time, but he is doing better with it. He went back to N.Y.U, the staff finally coming to terms with the idea of teaching "actual reality," thinking that it would be a good thing for the students of N.Y.U to learn. He still comes and visits us when he can, though for some reason, he seems to find our new relationship highly amusing. This from the guy who laughed at Maureen leaving me for Joanne. Oh well, that's typical Collins.
Maureen and Joanne are doing alright. They got back together after Angel's funeral, deciding to give their relationship another shot. Though they fight like cats and dogs constantly. Guess it's one of those can't-live-with-them-can't-live-without-them relationships.
As for Benny, none of us has seen him for a while. He's around during the day, bossing us around as usual, but at night, when Me, Roger and Collins hit Avenue A for a little fun, he is nowhere to be found. He used to stalk around all the time, almost lying in wait, ready to spring if Maureen decided to have another protest, or somebody on the Avenue was late on the rent. These days though, he seems to have disappeared. Not that we give a damn; we never cared for him much anyway. All he did was make our lives miserable.
