Mark Cohen walked into the loft and immediately heard someone crying in the bathroom. It sounded like Roger but it couldn't be. Roger never cried. Mark crept over to the bathroom and stopped dead in his tracks as he saw Roger sitting on the floor cradling a dead April in his arms. "Roger, oh god Roger what happened?" Mark said with a panic in his voice. But Roger didn't answer, he looked up at Mark and handed him the note. I didn't stay off the floor for long. As soon as Mark read it he too dropped it and it fell to the floor. He didn't know what to do. What was there to do? So Mark just stood there, shocked and at a loss for what to do. A few moments later Mark heard the door to the loft slide open and through it walked Maureen and Collins. They were laughing about something, it broke Mark's heart to know that in just a few moments, that laughing would be transformed into screams and gasps. Mark slowly walked out of the bathroom and to the living room where Collins and Maureen were still laughing hysterically. They must have been laughing too loud to hear Roger's sobs. Mark walked out solemnly and looked up at them, his eyes screaming for help. "Oh Hey Marky!" Maureen jumped up to greet him, but stopped as she saw the look on his face. "Pookie? What's wrong?" She ran over to him and started to stroke his hair. His eyes were brimming with tears and one had managed to slip out. "Oh pookie" Maureen wrapped her arms around him and comforted her obviously upset boyfriend. "holy shit!" Collins screamed from the bathroom. He had heard Roger's sobs and, just like Mark, went to see what was wrong. Maureen pulled apart from a now crying Mark and went to see what was wrong. Mark managed to stumble over the couch. A few moments later, he heard Maureen scream.
"Maureen, I need you to call the police"
"But what about Roger?"
"I'll deal with him...now go!"
Maureen ran out of the bathroom and frantically dialed 911. "A girl, my friend, she's committed suicide. There's blood everywhere we need help!"
Mark knew he should go and help but he couldn't muster the strength to move his legs. April was dead. Her last words being "We have AIDS" It sounded simple. We had aids, to Roger and the rest of the gang it obviously meant that she was referring to Roger. But Mark wasn't so sure. Because Mark was the only person in the entire world that knew Roger, wasn't the only man to wake up to her smiling face. No, Mark had had that privilege too.