Summary: Roger ruins all the fun…….oh just read it you'll see.
Author's Note: For this I changed weather it would be April/Roger or Mimi/Roger many times….I decided on Mimi, which was hard for me cause I love April! REVIEW!!!! Also the title doesn't really fit but the song was stuck in my head at the time...
Disclaimer: FINE! It isn't mine.
"Hey," Roger said crawling in the bad next to Mimi.
"Hey," Mimi said playfully back.
Roger started to playfully kiss Mimi's neck. His fingers ran down her rib cage. Roger could feel every rib in her body. Roger pushed Mimi off of him, flinging her to the other side of the bed.
"Roger what the hell are you doing?"
"How much do you weigh?" Roger said he was now standing up.
"What kind of question is that?"
"You heard me, how much do you weigh." Mimi laid on the bed confused and shocked.
"I……I don't know." Mimi said hoping that they could get back to having fun.
Frustrated Roger picked up Mimi and walked out of their bed room. Collins and Mark sat on the old beat up couch. Roger didn't acknowledge them at all he kept walking into the bathroom.
Roger sat Mimi on the toilet and pulled out the scale from behind the shower. "Stand," Roger directed.
"What Roger what is wrong with you."
"MIMI STAND ON THE DAMN SCALE!" Mimi stood on the scale.
85.
By this time Collins and Mark had heard the screaming and come in the bathroom. "Roger what is wrong." Collins urged.
"Mimi weighs eighty-five pounds."
"What," Mark said he knew what that meant, not because he actually paid attention in health class but because he had dated Maureen, her weight went up and down all the time.
"Mimi you haven't... again have you?" Collins said leaving Roger and Mark in the dark about Mimi's past.
"I……."
REVIEW REVIEW! so any thoughts would be great.
With all love,
Toscar!