Alright, I said I would try and update soon, but my mom monitors my computer time. As if I don't get enough exercise anyway. Sorry, have to complain every now and again. Well, I'll shut up and start typing, so that hopefully you all can enjoy and REVIEW this chapter. Sorry, this is more of filler, but something exciting does happen.

DISCLAIMER: The majority of the characters do not belong to me, but to the late lamented Jonathon Larson.

Chapter 7

It had been six months since Mark had met Marie, it was June 24th 1993. Mark had made plans with Marie to meet at the Life tonight at 6pm to celebrate.

At 3:30, Roger had endured Mark's pacing for 3 ½ hours, and while it was amusing at first, had gotten annoying, and Roger tried to tie Mark to the couch. "Dude, relax will you? I don't want Benny on our case because you wore a hole in the floor."

Mark remained sitting, but started to twiddle his thumbs. Roger couldn't decide which was worse, mercifully Mimi entered the loft. "I got you more socks Roger, your old ones are disgusting beyond even my imagination. Mark, why the hell are you so excited?"

"Just am. Did you get the tea I asked for?"

"Yep, right here."

"Thanks," said Mark as he hugged Mimi. He was more great full than either of them could imagine.

"Keep your hands off my wife Cohen!"

"Right, I'm sorry. Do either of you want some tea?"

They both shook their heads no, they couldn't develop a liking for the shit Mark called tea.

By six, Mark had drunk enough tea that he was considerably calmer. He sat down across from Marie, and once their orders were placed, Mark decided that now was as good as time as any.

"Marie I love you very much, um, will you marry me?" His hands shook as he asked.

"Yes," she said softly and their lips met over the table. They were slightly aware that they were being watched.

"The waiter had returned, and left the food on the table, not wanting to interrupt.

They were so excited that they could only finish half the food on their plates. They left the money on the table, with an extensive tip, and walked hand in hand out of the café.

They decided that it was best to tell the group all at once. They arranged for a get together at the loft to take place on the 25th. The group arrived, not really expecting anything special. Marie had bought champagne and wine.

"What's with the fancy drinks?" asked Roger, somewhat stupidly.

Mark could always depend on Roger. "We're celebrating," Marie answered.

"Last night, was the six month anniversary of our meeting. I proposed to Marie,"

"We're getting married," Marie finished for him. Exclamations filled the room and echoed off the walls. Marie was beaming and Mark was blushing ever so slightly.

Lorana offered to stay somewhere else, allowing the newly engaged couple the entire apartment to themselves. She asked Angie first, who said it would be no problem. Collins had papers to work on anyway. "I'll walk home with you guys, and then we can head over to my place."

Mark and Marie behind them, they returned to the apartment. "Hey! I thought that you weren't staying here tonight."

"Marie, chill, I still need my pajamas and work clothes."

"Oh, right, sorry. Forgot you had to work at seven am tomorrow."

"Yep." Lorana grabbed her stuff, "Night guys, have fun," she hollered behind her. She closed the door and she and Angie headed for Angie's apartment. "Are you sure you're okay with this?" Lorana questioned.

"Yeah, come on, it'll be just like one of those high school slumber-parties."

"Did you ever attend one of those high school slumber-parties?"

"Not since Jr. High,"

"I have, and trust me; I gotta get more sleep than that. But we can still do each others nails and stuff."

They were now at the entrance of the apartment. "Do you want popcorn?" asked Angie once they were inside.

"Sure, I'll help make it though."

They spent the rest of the evening chatting about their relationships and helping themselves to handfuls of popcorn. One o'clock rolled around and Lorana insisted upon needing to get to sleep.

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