Authors note:
Harper's pixie- thanks for the review, it made me laugh!
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It was a least a month later, and in Mark's appartment nothing had changed, there was no indication that Collins no longer lived there. Although lack of order had resulted in Mark's used film reel lying strewn everywhere in disarray.
It was 5pm and Mark himself was out trying to ge some footage of "local culture" or as Roger had it, Drunk, lunatics, muggers and high morons with nothing to do, nowhere to go and no apparent life.
Roger was out on Mimi's balcony one floor below talking to Mimi about nothing in particular,
"What would you do," asked Mimi, "if I fell over the balcony?"
"Laugh of course," Roger replied and lifted her up, pretending he was going to drop her over the edge.
Mimi screamed and grabbed him tightly.
"Roger Davis, stop this now, let me down, no, I mean-"
Roger was laughing now and Mimi was clutching him like it was going out of fashion,
"ROGER, PUT ME BACK ON THAT FUCKING FLOOR THIS INSTANT!"
A few people on the floors below looked up from there own balconies, Roger put her down.
"Hey cool it honey," said Roger as Mimi moodily walked indoors, he followed her, " I was only having a laugh."
Mimi scowled, Roger put his hand beneath her chin and gently raised her head to look at him, their eyes locked.
"okay honey, okay," he said softly, "Not funny,"
Mimi slapped him gently on the face and smiled,
"Don't do it again," she said in a put-on angry voice which was squeakier than usual.
Roger moved his hands down to Mimi's waist and kissed her gently on the lips.
Mimi pulled back,
"That's your excuse for everything," she said happily.
"I know," replied Roger with a cheeky grin.
They kissed again, more passionately this time.
At that moment the door opened and Mark entered, camera in hand.
"And zoom in on Roger and Mimi's appartment-where every thing is getting hot and steamy, hey Roger isn't that what locks are for?"
"Mark, switch that fucking thing off and get lost," snarled Roger and going back to kissing Mimi, she wrapped her arms around his neck and Mark zoomed in for a close up laughing.
Roger stuck his finger up to the camera and mark weaved around trying to get it from all angles.
Mimi and Roger broke apart,
"Mark!" said Roger, " are you kidding me? Do you have a fucking death wish? Piss off with that thing or I'll shove up your arse,"
Mark laughed,
"Sorry, I'm just feeling a little daring this week."
"No kidding!" said Mimi on the verge of slapping Mark senseless, "then go and get yourself a girlfriend,"
Mark switched off his camera,
"Not likely," mumbled Mark,"Okay I'm going, but I don't want to be able to hear you from upstairs-"
"JUST GET OUT," shouted Roger, pushing Mark out and slamming the door after him.
"Fucking idiot," he said, leaning his arm on the door, and shaking his head, smiling a little.
Then there was another knock on the door and it opened, Maureen was there.
"Question Maureen," said Roger stubbornly, regaining his balance after nearly being knocked over, "Why bother knocking if your going to burst in anyway?"
Maureen ignored him.
"Mimi, guess what?" She exclaimed excitedly "I got the treatment and took it," she patted her stomach tenderly,
"I'm going to be a mother,"
"YOU'RE going to be a mother!" exclaimed Roger shocked.
"Yeah," Maureen snarled, "You got a problem with that?"
"Of course not," said Roger, "Just with the fact that it'll be raised with JoAnne as the Dad!"
Mimi burst into an explosion of laughter,
"Oh, I'm sorry Maureen, but that was funny,"
Maureen glared at the two of them,
"What's wrong with JoAnne?"
Roger opened his mouth but Mimi in order to prevent a fight, quickly interupted
"Nothing, she'll be a great Dad,"
"Yeah a great DAD," said Roger smiling slightly.
Meanwhile in central park Mark was sitting with his camera taping some ducks as they pecked hopelessly at a slice of mouldy bread.
"Yeah," he thought, "Brilliant, go and get myself a girlfriend, great idea," then the rain came on.
"Lovely," thought Mark as he rushed to the nearest shelter, which unfortunately for him was the ladies toilets.
Mark closed his eyes and walked in, a few women on the inside screamed as he entered,
"Hey, it's raining out there, can't you spare me a bit of shelter?"
The women grabbed their hangbags,
"Oh no," thought Mark, if their bags were half as heavy as Maureen's he was in trouble.
But one girl sitting on the sinks, whom he hadn't seen beforehand looked up, she had long blonde hair and baby blue eyes, she was drawing, she looked up for her work and said,
"Hey cool it, leave him be he's obviously only in here because of the rain,"she jumped down and blocked him from their "bags of doom."
"Does he look like a pervert to you?"
The women scowled and walked out, barging past Mark as they went.
"You okay?" she asked him.
"Yeah, thanks to you," Mark.
The girl shrugged her shoulders and smiled at him.
"Your welcome," she held out her hand, "the name's Magenta,"
Mark shook her hand, "I'm Mark,"
The girl giggled sweetly and Mark blushed.
"You sure you're okay? Did they get you in the face? Your face is all red," Mark went redder.
"Oh, I see," she said as she noticed him turn beetroot, she smiled,
"So, um...Do you live here?"
"W-what the girls toilets?"
"No," she laughed again, "I mean Alphabet city?"
"Yeah I live in Alphabet city, you?"
"Yeah,I just moved here three months ago,"
Mark took off his glasses and wiped them, they'd steamed up. Then he said, stuttering,
"Um...I was wondering,if you were you know, well, could I get your number?" Mark went red again.
The girl smiled again, "yeah sure, she ripped a page from her drawing pad and with her pencil wrote her number down on it, then handed it to Mark.
"Actually, I've got to go, because I've got an interview later and it need toget changed."
She pushed open the door of the toilets and said,
"The rain's stopped so unless you want to be pounded by hangbags again you'd better get out of here," she smiled and shut the door. Mark walked out behind her but headed the other way to go home...
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I'm in a nice mood so mark's getting another girlfriend (bless!) to getover Collins but beware for a major fight next chapter!