I do not own RENT or any related media. It is all property of Jonathan Larson. Also, Cats is a creation by T. S. Elliot. Also, this chapter shall be more Collins Angel centric with a bit of Roger Mimi, and more stuff. So, be sure to review. Its what keeps me going! By the way, out of drag… Angel is referred to as a 'he'. That is just to reduce confusion. By the way parts chapter was happening the same time as the other chapter. It's just from a different point of view.
The day was just yet another pleasant cold one meant to be used to gather one's thoughts. One that needed to be taken seriously, or the future may be affected for the worse. A week had gone by so fast with barely any visits to the loft. Normally everyone would just meet up somewhere else. It was strange to see Angel bringing up this stubborn behavior when she normally found the good in everyone. Would anyone dare to attempt to talk to her? Not really, but that would change soon enough.
Tom Collins, the one who would bring up the issue that made his lover walk away or just ignore him. But maybe some sucking up was in order so as she would just hear someone out for once. Eh, there was no sucking up with Collins; the anarchist would just act natural. Sitting down on the couch by his lover he asked, "So, how are you feeling today baby?" It wasn't that strange for him to see his Angel out of drag. There was no one to impress therefore it wasn't necessary.
"Better, and yourself?" A friendly smile had greeted Collins, and that was a good start. Leaning closer to his special someone Angel continued, "What do you want to do today? We could go to the park and get some fresh air." He thought that would be much better then sitting around all day and doing practically nothing. To be perfectly honest Angel's numbered days were quite in the distance, but still. Why try to enjoy life only at the last minute? That would be a waste in its self. "Maybe we could even stop at the Life Café to get some coffee afterwards."
"That doesn't sound bad at all baby. But before we get ready I have to bring something up." He could already see Angel moving off of him and to the opposite side of the old couch. Well, it had to be done, and the peace it would bring would be worth it. "What's your problem with your own family baby? What makes your cousin that bad? Sure, she can be a complete jerk, but that hasn't stopped you from liking people. Did you ever try to think of her as just another person, and not family. Why do you think she's here? 'Cause she just wanted to take a break from her rich lifestyle to come here and hate you? Don't you think she's a little too proud to admit why she would be here? The real reason."
Angel was just about ready to leave, but was stopped by knowing that Collins had listened to when he didn't want to... So it was only Angel's duty as a friend and lover to return the same effort. Well, to say the least, those things were never thought about at all. It wasn't like Angel to always assume the worse of people, but his cousin had left a specific impression on him. "Well I wouldn't put it past Roxie." Angel thought aloud more to him self. Collins raised a brow as if wondering what his lover had said, but Angel just shook his head no. Mumbling was a way to test drive what you were thinking about saying. But really, had this ever been considered seriously? Sighing softly it was obvious that it was time to just confront this subject.
Relaxing a little more Angel had finally replied, "I… I don't know. I never thought about that honey. I guess you are right… Maybe it isn't too late to give this a second chance. But I just want you to know, I have my reasons for being this way too. We have an 'on and off' history with each other." Sinking into the couch he continued, "As you can guess, lately its been an 'off' one." Angel was feeling better about this with a little support, but it would still take a lot of effort. "I'll try to get along with him, I promise." A reassuring hug, and hopefully that was the end of one problem. But who knows if both of them would be willing to make a mutual agreement.
-With Mimi and Roger-
It was time to leave the loft, and there were no buts about it. Mimi had tried to get Roger out all day, but he wasn't too willing to go anywhere knowing Roxie would be alone at the loft. It was hard to pin exactly what he was worrying about though. After all, there was barely any money to pay for the rent, let alone, money to be stolen. But now that she had been kicked out a little while for being her indignant self, there was no worry. So there they were, out on the town walking around and looking for something to do. Roger had ruled out getting drunk for more then one reason. The first being, what was the point in getting drunk this early in the day? It was a little after noon, but still not late enough. Plus, everyone else was not going to be there to enjoy them selves… With the help of alcohol of course.
"Times are changing." Roger had attempted to finally start up some sort of conversation. He didn't really spend much time alone with Mimi so this was just a little awkward. "People are coming and going… Speaking of which." He glanced up at the sky for a moment and then back down to the pavement. "We have not had one visit from Benny yet…isn't that a little odd?" In a way the rocker was afraid of having his big mouth jinx this little pleasant surprise.
Mimi hadn't thought much of it, but Roger was right. She hadn't even seen him at the Cat Scratch club in all this time. "You're right. He hasn't even been around anywhere else lately." Probably the best thing to do was not mention seeing him at her job on various occasions. This would only stir up even more trouble, and the more drama… The more headaches. "Hey why don't you trust her all alone at the loft?"
Roger had blankly stared at the ground for a few moments trying to think of whom Mimi was referring to. "Because she's probably going to attempt getting rid of my guitar." If something like that had actually happened… Well, a certain someone wouldn't be too afraid to go to prison. Even if he wasn't much of a tough guy his guitar was his life. You take away the guitar, you take away the sanity. Simple as that. "Why not we go somewhere a little nicer. I heard Angel talking to Collins about some new restaurant around here. How does that sound?"
"I'd like that." Mimi replied coolly with a smile creeping up on her lips. She didn't want to look too eager and start jumping all over Roger. Plus, this had been the first time he had asked her out alone as opposed to having everyone around. The two didn't have a ton of money, but they could probably get something together. This would defiantly be a nice date with her own little crush. Their relationship was a difficult one to figure out. After all, sometimes they would be all over each other and others they would look like they were not even going out at all. Talk about taking it slow.
-Just outside the loft-
Roxie had made one small stop on her way back to the loft to proclaim this new job opportunity, the library. She had picked up a couple of poetry books that the musical she had tried out for was based on. Brushing off one off the older covers the dark haired girl read quietly, "The Old Possum's Practical Book of Cats, by T. S. Elliot." She smiled a little and kept a steady pace to the loft. At least now there was a chance to get back in touch with this little story.
"There was a boy…a very strange enchanted boy. They say he wandered very far, very far…over land and sea…" She sang softly trying to make time pass by a little quicker. It had been a little favorite. Also, it had been stuck in the gal's head for far too long. She didn't have the voice of an Angel either. But it had it's own pleasant ring. A unique one.
When she had walked up
to the loft door Roxie called somewhat loudly, "I'm back, and I
tried out for a job Roger!" In not hearing some instant remark the
drag queen looked rather surprised. Looking around the loft she
closed the door, and couldn't see anyone. But then, someone had
come into view, and it was Mark. "Oh, hi Mark" Roxie said
somewhat surprised. She was just happy she got her little 'cheer'
over with. Because well, it would've been embarrassing to have Mark
see that. A little shy and sad of eye,
But very wise was he…
There was Mark tinkering with his camera trying to make it run just a little smoother. His concentration was quickly broken by a familiar voice echoing through the loft. This was a perfect chance to finally get his request out though. "Hey. I hope its not too much trouble. But do you mind if I give you a little interview? It's for my film. Roger and Mimi are out by the way." There was just something about this person that really intrigued the filmmaker. To him at least, there was something that needed to be discovered about this new 'character' in his movie.
Ah, what the heck. The day was going great, and it would be nice to have a little talk with Mark. Holding the books close she nodded a little and replied with a kinder tone…
"Sure."
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