Roger opened his eyes to the blazing light. He blinked a few times before his eyes adjusted. He laid there and looked around for a few minutes. After a minute or two, he realized where exactly he was. He spring up, taking a good look at everything. He noticed a figure next to him; memories from the night before suddenly came flooding back into his mind. The feeling of panic flushed over him as he sat there, unable to get up without disturbing the person next to him. After a few minutes, he felt stirring beside him.

"Trevor?" Mimi groaned as she opened her eyes, feeling someone next to her. She turned over to face them. Much to her surprise, it was not Trevor.

"Roger? Oh my god," She spring up out of bed, wrapping the sheet around herself. "No, no, no, no. This did not-we did not-no. It can't be." Her words tripped over each other as they ran out of her mouth.

"Apparently it can," He said, looking at her. She frantically shook her head.

"Why did we do that? Why? Why was I so stupid? Why did it have to be you?" Mimi went on.

"Mimi-"

"God, why can't I do anything right? Why do I always fuck it up?" She was crying now out of self-pity. Roger got up, in only his boxers, and went over to her. He tried to gently put an arm around her but she pushed him away and began to hit him on the chest repeatedly. Roger just stood there as she did this until she started to sob and collapsed into his arms. He held her close until she began to slow down after a few minutes.

"Meems," Roger finally spoke up once her tantrum was done.

"What?" She replied against his chest.

"Are you alright now?" He asked her. She slowly nodded. "Do you want me to go?" He continued. She shook her head. After a while, Mimi finally let go of Roger and looked at him.

"I'm going to go take a shower." She informed him. He nodded.

"Okay,"

"Can you please just not be here when I come out?"

"Mimi-"

"Please?" He sighed and agreed. She disappeared into the bathroom as he began to put on his clothes.

Roger threw open the door and walked into the loft, closing it behind him. Mark looked up from the table.

"Hey," He greeted Roger as he came in.

"Hey, is Courtney here?" He asked as he walked over to him, sitting down next to him at the table. Mark shook his head.

"Nope, but she told me to tell you that you are an 'ungrateful asshole' and that she never wants to see you again. Then she took all her stuff and left." Mark filled him in on the events that took place. Roger shook his head.

"Figures, I was going to dump her anyways," Roger told him as he got up to get himself a cup of coffee.

"You were?" Mark asked with a confused look on his face.

"Yeah, she was crazy and hated all of you," Roger replied as he pulled out a mug from the cabinet and poured the now cold coffee into it. Mark had a sort of grin on his face, Roger had actually made a good decision for once in a long time.

"Mimi, please pick up, I'm begging," Trevor's voice echoed through Mimi's apartment from the answering machine Mimi stood there and listened as he begged until she finally picked up.

"Hello?" She picked up.

"Mimi! Please don't hang up. I need to tell you something." Mimi paused before responding.

"I'm listening,"

"I'm so sorry for being a dick. I didn't mean that about you or friends or anything. I love you," Mimi froze; Trevor and Mimi had never said I love you to each other before and now he just did. She felt guilty fill her from what she had done.

"Alright, I forgive you. How about dinner tonight?"

"Yes, I'll pick you up at 8?"

"Alright, see you then." With that, Mimi hung up the phone and went to get ready to go out to brunch with everyone.

I'm so sorry for not updating for such a long time. I've had writers block lately but I'm trying. Reviews make me happy.