This is incredibly short, but I think the ending's pretty cool. Enjoy!
"So, Mel, do you have a job?" Collins asked, his fork halfway to his mouth.
"Yes, actually," she answered, growing annoyed with all the questions they had been asking her, "I'm a waitress at the Cohen Café."
"Did you know we have a friend back in New York who's last name is Cohen?" Collins said, "I think that's why Roger chose this area. He wouldn't admit it, but I think Roger would go gay for Mark."
Everyone laughed and Roger's face turned bright red. He thought he'd escaped the embarrassing and usually untrue stories when he left home.
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"Your friends seem…nice." Mel said the next day, running her hand through her wild, black and pink hair.
Roger blushed slightly. "They can be embarrassing, but they're my family. As Maureen and Joanne once said, 'Can't live with them or without them.' Of course, the circumstances under which they said it were much different."
Roger chuckled to himself. New York seemed like a dream, and that engagement party was even more distant.
"Well babe," Mel said, kissing him lightly on the cheek, "I have to go. See you later."
As soon as Mel was out of sight, Abby came running up.
"Hey Roger!" she said happily, "I've just gotta tell someone this hunky-dory news! You're m' friend, aren't ya?"
Friend. Roger hadn't thought of Abby as a friend. "Yeah…you're my friend."
"Oh golly that's good news now ain't it Roger!" Abby squealed, "And I have some even better. I've got m'self a new friend!"
"That's great Abby."
"Yessir. 'Cept, she's more than a friend," Abby's face grew serious, "Missur Davis, I been thinkin', I think I'm a lesbian. And I've found m'self a new lady pal."
"Really? Who is it?"
"Maureen Johnson."