I just always thought the relationship with Collins and Angel with AIDS was kind of like...simple, and their relationship was like, let's fall inlove within moments of meeting each other. So...wanted to write about it, make it all seem less flimsy.
AIDS, a fight for life, and a losing battle. It was a fight fought by two struggling Bohemians in one city, one street, one apartment, one loft, one couch, and one body. Angel Dumott Schunard and Tom Collins sat in Angel's loft, on her couch, holding each other silently. They had just come back from an AIDS support group, Life Support. Collins had never gone to one before, and Angel hadn't in a long time. This was also, not to mention, the first night either one had had with one another. They had met only hours ago. Angel still had her bright Santa drag on, her wig snug around her head. Her make-up was clear, but her face was so blank and dull. She was laying herself against Collins's chest, her carefully in his lap.
Collins was still bruised and worn out from being mugged earlier. He wasn't as immensely dressed up as Angel, because he didn't live…anywhere. He was homeless, until now. He had no job, no money, no anything, but Angel. He barely had a life anymore. AIDS had taken that over. Being sexually confused had taken that over, until now. Until Angel. Angel didn't have a steady job, she had AIDS, and she was a drag queen. But, she had Tom Collins.
They had each other, and after such an emotional trip of life, and of love, they sat, huddled on a couch, in a dimly lit loft, in a dimly minded city, in New York, as if they were the only two in the world. Angel had shifted her weight, and Collins held her closer. What were they doing? Both knew that either one could die at any time because of something as easy and simply as a cold. They were just hurting themselves.
However, by gaining each other, they gained dignity.
By gaining each other, they knew someone would care.
By gaining each other, they both woke up.
By gaining each other, dreams of love and passion covered their nightmares with one thousand sweet kisses.