Roger was pulled abruptly out of his daydream by a scream emanating from the bathroom. Setting his guitar aside, he got up and hurried over to knock on the bathroom door.
"Meems? Are you ok?"
"No!" Mimi yelled back, and there was a thump that Roger guessed was his girlfriend stamping her foot.
"What's wrong?"
Mimi sighed. "We're out of tampons."
Roger backed away from the door slightly. "O-oh."
"Honey…" She was already pleading with him, and she hadn't even asked him to do anything yet. "Can you do me a huge favour?"
"What?"
"Go get me some more?"
"WHAT?" Roger was horrified. "You want me to… Why can't you do it yourself?"
He could almost feel Mimi's disbelieving stare through the closed door. "Are you shitting me?"
"I… I thought you were going to get some more last night?"
Mimi giggled. "I was. But me and Angel kind of got distracted."
Roger raised an eyebrow. If she'd been talking about anyone else he would have gotten jealous, but…
"And by distracted I mean drunk, you pervy little boy," Mimi scolded, misinterpreting his silence. Then she gasped. "Holy shit!"
There was a bang on the door and a sliding noise as Mimi leant against it in frustration. "Roger, please…"
"Uh…" Roger looked around the apartment, frantically searching for a way out. "Don't you have some spare for an emergency or something? I thought girls were supposed to be organised!"
"Organised? Me? Are you kidding? Remember that time I had to rush out somewhere and you had to remind me to put pants on?"
"Oh, yeah." Roger's eyes lit up as they landed on his other roommate. "Can't Mark do it?"
"ROGER!!!"
"Okay, okay," he muttered, grabbing a jacket.
"I'm going out," he called to Mark, who looked up, having heard the whole exchange. He tried not to laugh as he wished the furious Roger good luck.
"Thanks, honey," Mimi called from the bathroom. "Really!"
Roger pulled his jacket tighter around him and stepped out into the street. She owed him baking, he decided. Or maybe he could pay her back with endless Musetta's Waltz. Either way, he wasn't going to let her forget this in a hurry.
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