Mimi POV-
I walked up the stairs from the front door, waiting to get home to my apartment and work on my new "project" for work. The Catscratch club is having some so-called, "Love Hates" nights where, yes me, Mimi, has to "dance" for all the drunks that walk over from the bar! I couldn't even believe what I was seeing when I saw what they were putting me up for! Horrible outfits that show WAY too much skin, horrifying "moves", if you can even call them that, and a song that doesn't even fit.
Well, I got sidetracked. Appearing at the front door at twilight is NOT a good sign, especially if you are me. I mean, they were in the middle of a song, and then they stop, and start again when I get in! It's terrifying, but we have no other place to go…
How do you document real life, when real life's getting more like fiction each day…
Well, I could tell that Mark was coming, because I could hear him. RENT! How we gonna pay, how we gonna pay, last years rent?!? I dropped my jacket on my bed and hurried out to my fire escape to join in on the Beat-Up-Benny Project. Also known as B.U.B.P. "Bubp" for short.
Benny, our so-called landlord, has been trying to evict us from our, well, "places" since we even came! We all have AIDS, but so what? Most do, especially in New York City!
He got out of his car after the rampage against him ended, and all of us except for Roger, Mark, Benny, and I, (nobody knew) left, and went inside…
Mark POV-
"Get your ass off the car, bum!" Benny yelled.
What I was mad about, and what Maureen was protesting.
"You know, that's exactly what Maureen's protesting."
I walked down the steps of our fire escape and walked to Benny.
"Hey! How is Maureen anyways?"
I frowned. Roger, your cue, I thought. Maureen, my previous girlfriend dumped me. Roger thinks it's hilarious, and tells everyone who, well, didn't figure it out already.
"He got dumped, Benny!" Roger said, as I was about to. They both cracked up.
"Yeah, whatever. Really funny, isn't it?"
"So, what's his name, Mark?" Benny asked. He had stopped laughing by now, and I put my hand over Roger's mouth before he could even open it.
I hesitated, then replied. "Joanne…"
That broke it. Benny started to laugh hysterically, and Roger rolled over on the hood of Benny's truck. I just stood there, thinking it not funny at all, waiting for them to stop.
Roger POV-
I walked down the fire escape, following Mark, and he seemed REALLY P.O'ed. Figures, Benny gives him most of the crap he forgets to send away to all of us. Oh! They were discussing Mark's dumping. I ran over right away, just to spread the news. When I finished, I figured I would give a reply to Benny's bad behavior. I rolled on his car. He hates anyone, even his old best buds, even TOUCHING his car. He's obsessive, I sware!
When I went back, Mark followed and smiled. "He's really mad at you, you know..." I just smiled, walking up to the front door, making sure that it wasn't padlocked already. Benny usually went over the top with it. When I got upstairs, someone was calling the apartment. Before I could grab our black phone, "SPEAK!!!" ran through the whole place. I groaned, most likely because it was probably collins. I picked up the phone, and just threw the keys down by instinct.
Shaking my head, I ran to the other side of the roo. "Where are you goin' Mark?" I asked. He smiled, but I didn't ask anything else. He ran down the steps faster than ever, and I was left alone in the apartment. Not for too long though...