Chapter 2 – Thalia (comedy)
"Marky, film me! Roger doesn't want you to bother him!"
Maureen's voice comes from off screen. I smile to myself. Roger looks up, grinning, telling me to ignore her. The first day with my new camera. Well, pawn shop new at any rate.
"I'm an actress, Marky, an actress!"
I zoom in on Roger's grin. He continues to tune his guitar.
"Well, someone's not getting laid tonight." Maureen says, pouting, and I switch the camera over toward her.
"That means you don't get any either."
I smile at that now. How wrong I was. But it was different then. Back in the beginning, things weren't like that. We all came to the city without purpose, with only basically our ideas and our lust and our wanting. Nothing could kill our spirit those first few months we were all together, but we learned quickly. Collins tested positive and I think we all died a little then.
The camera moves from Maureen to Collins, who's smiling sadly at us from the doorframe.
"Hey kids, keep it down. I'm grading papers."
"Collins, Marky won't let me fulfill my destiny!"
"Good work." He tells me, with a wink.
I zoom in on Roger laughing.