yes, short, i'm sorry! wriet's block, this was all i had. Mimi's mom shows up in the next one, so stay tuned!
"How long are we going to wait for them, Mimi?"
"Quit whining. For as long as it takes, Roger." Roger groaned and crossed his arms, leaning against the back of the building.
"Mimi, you saw what was going on when we left. Do you really think they'll be done soon?"
"Shut up. Look, if Angel and Collins don't get down here in ten minutes, I'll go up and break them apart, how's that?"
"Ugh, fine! I'm just a little desperate for a drink, that's all." Mimi turned and glared at him.
"Do you have any idea how much I need one? Let me tell you, Roger, that turning Angel into a straight guy when she'd rather throw herself off a bridge than let me do it is not, shall I say, fun! So just stop complaining and—"
"Time out, you two." Mimi whirled around to see Angel walking down the stairs from the loft, looking a lot calmer than she had fifteen minutes ago. Collins followed, straightening his cap.
"Praise the Lord!" said Roger, throwing his hands in the air. "Now can we please go and join the others?"
"What, you guys waited? Why?" Collins looked confused. Mimi rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Because I have to talk to Angel, and anyway, neither of you knew where we were going. Come on, we should go before they start to worry." Mimi grabbed Angel's arm and dragged her down the street, followed by Collins and Roger.
"Chill, Mimi, what's your problem? There's not a shortage of alcohol or anything, you can slow down." Angel smiled and pulled Mimi back, slowing her hurried pace. Mimi glared at her; Angel had spent the day making her life hell, she wasn't allowed to be cheerful now.
"Maybe I'm a little cranky because you two kept us waiting for twenty minutes! After all—"
"Hey, calm down. We didn't even know you were waiting, or we would have come down a lot sooner. No that the extra time wasn't appreciated…" Angel slipped her arm through Mimi's and bumped her hip playfully. Seeing as Angel looked to the rest of the world like a straight guy, this might have seemed a little strange to passersby.
"Great. You get to make out with your boyfriend while I'm fighting with Roger, dying for a drink, and preparing for my freaking mother to come and wreck my life! Gee, my day is swell so far!" Mimi shook Angel off and strode forward, shoulders hunched and arms crossed. She could hear Angel running to catch up with her.
"Chica, listen. I'm sorry I gave you such a hard time about this whole thing, and I really want to—"
"Angel, don't you get it? While you're working as hard as you can to make this a nightmare for me, I'm scared that my mother will drag me home! You're my best friend! Can't you just do it for me? I know I was a jerk to make you do it, but still!" Mimi was nears tears now. Angel was silent, keeping pace with her and staring straight ahead. Finally, she spoke.
"Mimi, I know that I acted the wrong way about this. I guess…I just didn't want to do this. For once, I wanted to make you take the hard way. But now…I think you've gone through enough. I'll be quiet about the rest of this, I swear. Girl, you're my best friend too. I'm here for you, 'kay?" Mimi breathed deeply, then looked at Angel.
"Really?"
"Yeah. C'mon, honey, this was my one chance to give you a hard time. Think of it as an early birthday present." Mimi rolled her eyes, but smiled. She looped her arm through Angel's.
"I guess I deserved it…"
"Hey! What are you two, blind?" Roger's shout made them both turn around. They saw that he and Collins were standing in front of the club that the others had gone too. They had walked completely past it.
"Sorry!" Mimi called, turning and running back to Roger with Angel. He rolled his eyes, but put an arm around her anyway. Followed by Angel and Collins, they walked inside.
