I don't own Rent. I did, however, see it yesterday, so the obsession is definitely getting re-kindled.


"Mark, I know you're there, you have no other friends, pick on the phone."

A minute later. "Woah, hey, what's up?"

"Wow, I thought you only picked up for Maureen…"

"Oh, haha, very funny."

"Wait, what? Oh, I meant the phone…it's not my fault you turn everything I say into something sexual."

"So where are you?"

"Santa Fe."

"So you made it?"

"No."

"You're just too witty."

"I try."

"Any money left?"

"No."

"Seriously?"

"I'll do stuff."

"Stuff…"

"Things."

"I thought you didn't do things."

"Second time in a minute, Mark…"

"It's not my fault, do you know how long it's been since—?"

"Yes, blessed as I was to share a loft with you for three years."

Silence. "Was?" Silence. "Roger, come back, you're being ridiculous."

Silence. "There's no fall here."

"Yeah, see? You don't even get the foliage."

"Right, because Alphabet City and Vermont mountains are exactly the same in the fall."

"You know, there's Central Park…" Silence. "The leaves look nice Roger, it's colorful, what's your problem?"

"They're dying Mark, that's the problem.

"No, they're just…they're just turning orange."

"Yeah, so that they can fall off the branches, lie on the ground, and die."

"So what? At least the leaves do one thing right."

"Dying?"

"No, Roger, they know enough to live it out and go with a bang."

"Then the snow comes."

"No, then you get to look at pictures for the rest of the year and think, 'Wow, I miss the fall, the leaves really do look nice then.'"

Silence. "And then they d—"

"And then you remember how they looked before they fell."

Silence. "So how's everyone?"

"Maureen and Joanne come over a lot. Collins called a few times."

"And he's…"

"I don't know, he won't move back in with me. Roger, it's scaring me, I don't want him alone right now."

"Just keep asking him Mark, he won't stay away too long…"

Silence. "I haven't seen her."

Silence. "I didn't ask."

"Roger, we don't know where she is, I think I'll call Benny, she was supposed to go to rehab but I don't know if she did…"

"I have to go."

"And do what?"

"Write a song."

"Yeah, good luck with that."

"It'll happen."

Silence. "Bye Roger."

"Bye. I'll call later."


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