A/N: I know that this is a really weird idea, but it popped into my head and it won't go away. Grr…

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Slitting Her Wrists in the Bathroom?

Prologue

It was over a year after Mimi's near-death experience when the loft got a phone call that would change their life forever.

Mark worked for Buzzline now, Mimi had quit smack and the Catscratch, and Roger was actually happy.

August 2nd, 1992. 3 PM, EST. The phone rang, and Mark picked up without screening.

A young woman was on the other line. "May I please speak to Roger Davis?"

Mark hollered for Roger, who grabbed the phone. "Hello?"

"Roger?" said the woman. "You might not remember me. We went to high school together. I'd like to meet for dinner, if that's ok."

Roger was confused. "Dinner? Where?"

"Oh, I don't know, how about the Life Café?"

Who did I go to high school with that knows about the Life? Roger wondered. "Yeah, that's cool. Sure, why not?"

"Great!" she said. "Meet me at about, say, 6:30?"

"Can't wait," Roger lied.

"Can you bring all of your new friends? I'd like to meet them."

"Fine. See you," said Roger, determined to get back to Mimi, who was waiting, alone and confused, for him in the bedroom.

They hung up.

"Mark," Roger said with a smile, "can you please call Mo, Jo, Angel, and Collins? We're going to go to the Life for dinner later."

Mark nodded, and Roger ran back to Mimi, picking up where they had left off.

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When Roger, Mimi, Collins, Maureen, Joanne, and Angel all got to the Life Café, only one person was waiting outside.

She was a pale red-haired young woman leaning casually against the wall. She was short, about Mimi's height, and she wore a denim mini-skirt and a white tank top that revealed a heart-shaped tattoo on her left shoulder. She smiled warmly at everyone. "Hello, Roger."

Roger, Mark, and Collins all had expressions of shock and delight on their faces. Maureen, Mimi, Joanne, and Angel were merely confused.

The redhead walked towards them.

Collins was the first to greet her. "I never thought I'd see you again…"

Mark pulled her into a friendly hug. "Holy fucking God!"

She hugged him back. "It's good to see you, Marky."

"Who is she, Mark?" asked Maureen.

"Erikkson," said the woman, "April Erikkson."

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Note 1: April's last name is not the byproduct of me not knowing it. She changed it. More later.

Note 2: If you are totally confused, read chapters 3&4 of Me and My Guitar by Nathan Emily and Sarah. Even if your not lost, read them anyway because a) they'll help you understand things to come and b) Nathan and I need reviewers! ;-)