Disclaimer: I don't own Rent or any of the characters, other than Maggie.
The rest belong to the late great Jonathan Larson. The rating is for
upcoming chapters. Bear with me. This is my first actual Rent fic. Reviews
are greatly appreciated.
Mark shook his head, Mimi had only been back for less than six months and already things were back to normal, if you could call it that. He didn't know what do to about it anymore. The arguments between Mimi and Roger were always over the same thing, and it always seemed like Mark got stuck in the middle. Well not this time, he thought to himself. I am going to get out of here before the usual storming out took place.
Mark grabbed his scarf and his camera and headed out the door just as Roger screamed that he was leaving. Maybe I'll go to The Life for some tea, he thought to himself as he descended the stairs. As much as Mark loved Mimi and Roger, he needed time away from the couple. It had been nice at first to just stay in the apartment and enjoy one another's company. But Mark knew when his presence wasn't needed. Mimi and Roger needed time to rediscover who they were for each other. Unfortunately that left no place for Mark.
After entering The Life and taking his normal seat when he was alone, Mark scoped out the other people who were patronizing the cafe. The same old faces glanced back at Mark, and he just as he was about to go back into his own world he noticed a girl sitting by herself engrossed in a booklet of some type in front of her. He corrected himself, no not a girl but a young looking woman. She intrigued him, as Mark had never seen her here before. It was an unusual occurrence for new blood in the cafe. Mark silently wondered to himself about her and her background. Going right into filmmaker mode, he made up stories as he observed her, noticing the dark circles under her eyes. She had the look of someone who's heart was recently broken and didn't know what to do about it.
Pulling out his camera he began to narrate as he filmed. "August 14th, 2:00 PM. Just came to the cafe for some alone time, when I noticed her. Seems quiet and sad, as if she has all the world's problems to deal with. Reminds me of Roger after he lost April. Maybe she just lost her job, or realized she has nothing important in life." Mark panned around the restaurant before focusing back on the girl. "No one else seems to notice her, she is trying not to draw attention to herself, but I can see through that act. She is crying out for help."
The girl that Mark had been filming looked up, as if she had understood what he was saying from across the room. Mark felt the red flush on his cheek as he realized he was filming a complete stranger and had gotten caught. For a moment it looked like the girl was either going to cry or bolt or both. What happened next surprised Mark.
Maggie couldn't stand it anymore, that pretentious cameraman had been filming her for the last five minutes without even asking for her permission. Even if I was the only actual interesting figure in this room, that gives him no right to film me, she thought. Maggie got up, grabbed her stuff and proceeded to walk across the room ready to give him a piece of her mind. Just as she was about to reach his table she felt the familiar headache. Oh no, she though, not now. Please God not now. Then everything went black......
Mark shook his head, Mimi had only been back for less than six months and already things were back to normal, if you could call it that. He didn't know what do to about it anymore. The arguments between Mimi and Roger were always over the same thing, and it always seemed like Mark got stuck in the middle. Well not this time, he thought to himself. I am going to get out of here before the usual storming out took place.
Mark grabbed his scarf and his camera and headed out the door just as Roger screamed that he was leaving. Maybe I'll go to The Life for some tea, he thought to himself as he descended the stairs. As much as Mark loved Mimi and Roger, he needed time away from the couple. It had been nice at first to just stay in the apartment and enjoy one another's company. But Mark knew when his presence wasn't needed. Mimi and Roger needed time to rediscover who they were for each other. Unfortunately that left no place for Mark.
After entering The Life and taking his normal seat when he was alone, Mark scoped out the other people who were patronizing the cafe. The same old faces glanced back at Mark, and he just as he was about to go back into his own world he noticed a girl sitting by herself engrossed in a booklet of some type in front of her. He corrected himself, no not a girl but a young looking woman. She intrigued him, as Mark had never seen her here before. It was an unusual occurrence for new blood in the cafe. Mark silently wondered to himself about her and her background. Going right into filmmaker mode, he made up stories as he observed her, noticing the dark circles under her eyes. She had the look of someone who's heart was recently broken and didn't know what to do about it.
Pulling out his camera he began to narrate as he filmed. "August 14th, 2:00 PM. Just came to the cafe for some alone time, when I noticed her. Seems quiet and sad, as if she has all the world's problems to deal with. Reminds me of Roger after he lost April. Maybe she just lost her job, or realized she has nothing important in life." Mark panned around the restaurant before focusing back on the girl. "No one else seems to notice her, she is trying not to draw attention to herself, but I can see through that act. She is crying out for help."
The girl that Mark had been filming looked up, as if she had understood what he was saying from across the room. Mark felt the red flush on his cheek as he realized he was filming a complete stranger and had gotten caught. For a moment it looked like the girl was either going to cry or bolt or both. What happened next surprised Mark.
Maggie couldn't stand it anymore, that pretentious cameraman had been filming her for the last five minutes without even asking for her permission. Even if I was the only actual interesting figure in this room, that gives him no right to film me, she thought. Maggie got up, grabbed her stuff and proceeded to walk across the room ready to give him a piece of her mind. Just as she was about to reach his table she felt the familiar headache. Oh no, she though, not now. Please God not now. Then everything went black......