I don't own anything!!! This is just a story that popped into my head last night. Yes it's a oneshot.

I knew the temperature had dropped and the wind had picked up. But I could barely feel it because I was numb. I wasn't numb just from living out here in the cold harsh winters of New York CIty for who knows how many weeks. Maybe even months.

But no. I've been numb even since that fateful day. Halloween. It was the day that I lost Angel. My closest and dearest friend. But also Roger. Oh Roger. The love of my life. I hadn't realized how miserable my life was until after I lost him.

I hugged my legs tighter to my chest as the warm tears burned my cheeks.

I was currently living in the park. Since no one would come here in the middle of now I was in the tunnel slide until this damn wind stops. It was times like this that I thought about going

back. But I couldn't. Roger didn't want me. My dealer would find me. My life would be hell all over

again.

The cold reminded me of the night that I met Roger.

I was shaky,sweaty,and cold because I hadn't had my stash yet. I told Roger that my heat was turned off but of course he didn't buy it.

I remember how I would blow out the candle just to stay in his apartment. I thought he would have just thrown me out after that first light. But no he let me stay.

After my reverie was over I suddenly felt different. I felt faint and dizzy. This was it I was finally going to die. I could feel unconsiousness falling on me and I fought weakly. Thinking of Roger's sweet face

I faded in and out of I heard a voice.

"Mimi!!" The voice was familiar and sounded worried and paniced.

"Mimi!!!" It was closer now and I recognized the voice as a blend of Maureen's and Joanne's. They were looking for me.

"Oh my god! Mimi!" I loooked up and saw Maureen. "Joanne I found her!"

Joanne was their in an instant.

"I'll carry her." Joanne said. I could fell the ground slip away from me but I couldn't see it. My vision was starting to black out. Before I would pass out I had to get to the one place I wanted to be.

"Roger..."