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"Thats IT!" she screamed, grabbing her purse, "Thats it, I cant take this anymore! Im leaving." She walked toward the door in a huff, yanking it open.
"What?!" he questioned, numbly. "This is not happening." he thought, "This CANT be happening."
Roz turned around, "Dont look at me like you dont know WHAT! You were staring at that blond woman's ass all through dinner, you dumbass!"
"I was NOT!" Frasier got up off the couch and walked towards her, "Please, Roz, dont leave me! I wasnt looking at her ass, I was imagining you with her ass!"
Roz rolled her eyes, "Oh that makes me feel alot better. Bye Frasier."
Frasier smacked his forehead, "No! I didnt mean it that way. I ment-"
She was gone.
"Dammit!" he muttered, slumping back into his original position on the sofa. He sighed and stared at the TV. Realising he had nothing better to do, he flicked it on.
"Oh joy. VH1." he thought sarcastically. Frasier watched it for a minute. On the tv was a video for.........some band with a comical looking bass player, two guitarists, an overly artsy drummer with oddly colored hair and a baby-faced lead singer with light brown hair and bangs. It wasnt really the band that got through to him, or the music, but the words. Listening intently for a minute, he realised why.
I think I've already lost you
I think you're already gone.
I think I'm finally scared now
You think I'm weak - But I think you're wrong
I think you're already leaving
Feels like your hand is on the door
I thought this place was an empire
But now I'm relaxed - I can't be sure
"Roz." he thought, "This sounds like me. Oh god."
If you're gone - maybe it's time to go home
There's an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
If you're gone - baby you need to come home
Cuz there's a little bit of something me
In everything in you.
"God, I really screwed this up." he realized, "I have to talk to her."
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"So, thats why." Frasier ended his speech with a rather large sigh, "So, I dont blame you if you never want to see me again. I just wanted you to know, I didnt mean anything by it." he turned to leave. Roz looked down at her feet.
"Wait, Frasier." she placed a hand on his arm gently and smiled at him. "I know you didnt mean anything. I was just,......in a bad mood and.......OH SCREW IT!" With that, she grabbed his shoulders and kissed him passionately, "I love you, Frasier." she smiled.
Frasier grinned at her, "I love you too."
