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A week later, Collins was discharged. He was as healthy as someone who was HIV/AIDs positive could be.

Now that Collins' health was up to par, the focus of the group now turned to Roger and Mimi's wedding. The date was set for Saturday, February 13th.

Five days before the wedding, all the girls in the group accompanied Mimi to the Bridal Boutique. There, Mimi modeled dress after dress, receiving everyone's opinion. After the 2 hour modeling show, Mimi decided to buy a simplistic dress, the bottom hit right above her knees. She pointedly refused to wear white.

They walked out of the store, and headed for the loft. "Oh, shit," Lorana said, glimpsing at her watch, "I'm gonna be late for an interview." She took off at a sprint, rounded a corner, and disappeared from view.

"She actually started missing her 3am wake up calls, so she applied for a job," Marie explained, answering the confused looks on her friends' faces.

The 13th had arrived, providing excitement and anxiousness in the group.

Mimi had spent the night at Joanne and Maureen's, bringing her dress with her.

The wedding was set to take place at 6:00 that evening. At 3pm, the females got together to have their hair and make-up styled professionally.

An hour or so later, they emerged from the salon. They then headed for the church where the service was being held.

Once there, they headed for their make-shift dressing room. There they all helped each other in turn get into their outfits.

The males, who arrived 28 minutes after the females, sat in their make-shift dressing room waiting rather impatiently for the arrival of 5:45. They stared at the TV, not really paying attention to the show that was on.

The service was long and boring, Roger and Mimi thinking, "Why the Hell are we having a traditional wedding?"

At long last they were pronounced man and wife, and celebrated by having their first kiss as a married couple.

After the service, the reception was held at Greenwhich Hills. That's were the fun began.

After the service, they all needed something to drink. Even Lorana took part, although with having left the hospital a week ago, Collins refused to drink more than one glass of any alcoholic beverage.

Needless to say, the reception had some rather interesting entertainment. Lorana and Marie started a rousing game of Truth or Dare; Maureen and Joanne started making out on a table; Mimi danced the majority of the night; Roger waited, savoring the time he had before he and Mimi would head for his parents; and Mark filmed the majority of that nights spectacular events. At 3am, the reception came to a close.

Roger and Mimi were driving to his parents' house. Every now and then, Roger stole a glance at his dozing wife. "Wife, that's going to take some getting used to."

He pulled into his parents' driveway around 2 o'clock. He gently woke his wife, and kissed her on the lips, "We're here," he told her.

Mimi rubbed her eyes, "Sorry I fell asleep on you."

"It's fine." He glanced into her enticing brown eyes, and impulsively kissed her again.

Two minutes later, they stood on the outside of Roger's parents' door, Roger wrung the doorbell.

They smiled as Roger's mom opened the door. As soon as she saw her son, she pulled him into a tight hug. "It's been so long since I've seen you. You need to have your hair cut."

Roger sighed, "Mom, this is Mimi."

"Hello," Mimi smiled.

"Oh hello."

"Mom, Mimi's my wife."

"What! You go married?"

"Yes, mom,"

"What's this about marriage?"

"Hey, Dad,"

"Roger, how are you my son?"

"He's married," Roger's mom answered.

"Who's the lucky young lady?"

"Dad, this is Mimi."

"Nice to meet you," Mimi said somewhat nervous due to the look on Roger's mom's face.

"Same to you."

"Roger, does she know that you're HIV/AIDs positive?"

"Yes mom, in fact, so is she."

Mimi smiled a small smile. Not how I wanted my in-laws to find out.

They remained at Roger's parents' house for a day, during which they both endured torture from his mother.

"I'm so glad that's over," Roger said during the car ride home. "Now you see why I put off introducing you to them."

Mimi nodded her head in silent agreement.

"You haven't told me where you work," Maureen said to Lorana.

"Maybe I don't want you to know."

"Please tell me," Maureen begged.

"Not now, I gotta leave or I'll be late."

Maureen sighed. She sat alone in her apartment, thinking of what she wanted to do next. As she was brainstorming ideas for her next protest, she heard footsteps overhead, a sure sign that Roger and Mimi were back as Mark was out filming.

After she had jotted down her protest ideas, she climbed the stairs and knocked on the door. "I'm lonely," she complained to Roger who had just opened the door.

Roger sighed softly, he knew Maureen could barely handle being alone for ten minutes at a time.

"So how was your parents?

"A complete nightmare," Roger answered.

"Baby, who is it?"

"Maureen,"

"HI MIMI!" Maureen shouted. "Oh God, I'm not interrupting anything am I?"

"Just sleep," an exhausted Mimi mumbled. She had appeared next to Roger in the doorway, wearing one of Roger's t-shirts and a pair of baggy pajama pants.

"I'm sorry; it wasn't that terrible, was it?"

"Yeah, it was. When my mom wasn't torturing one of us, my dad was beckoning for us to do some weird thing with him."

"Geeze," Maureen said. "I guess I'll let you get some sleep."

"Oh how kind," said a thoroughly annoyed Roger. As soon as the bedroom door was closed, they got back into bed, and fell asleep.

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