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On with Marky-boy!
I own the DVD, soundtrack, and OBCR, but I still don't own RENT.
Mimi pulls away
"I should go…"
I hang my head.
Her hand slid under my chin.
"Don't. Angel-chica was always smiling. Smile for us.
Smile for her."
A sad smile appears on my lips.
"Well, it's a start." We both laugh
"There we go!"
She walks out the door to go to Roger.
(Small bit of Roger POV)
"Mimi, what's wrong?"
I wrap my arms around her frail figure
"It's –sob- it's Angel."
"I miss her, t-"
"No, Roger. Angel. He's-"
She stuttered. I was shocked.
She had only ever called "She" before.
Why- oh.
(Back to Mark)
I step into the room
Timid in my new outfit.
Mimi gains a fresh wave
Of silent tears
Roger is just shocked.
He just sits there,
On the back of the couch.
I try to cheer him up.
Make him smile.
Her first words to us.
I say them softly
"Today for you, tomorrow for me!"
A smile.
Two smiles.
And I know this is worth it.