FIC: Okay (RENT)
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Title: Okay
Characters: Roger, Collins
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG (to be safe)
Summary: No, I'm not okay, and I'm going to die.
Author's Notes: My first Rentfic, and my first true drabble. Yayyy. Concrit worshipped.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
"Are you okay?"
"Mmmhmm," Roger mumbled.
There was a pause.
"Roger."
"What?"
He wished he could shrug off the feeling of being watched. He wished he could erase the image burned onto his eyes, of shiny blood and a yellow Post-It and red hair and pale skin...
"Roger."
Another pause.
"Are you okay?"
He let the silence reign for a moment. Then: "No." He swallowed back tears. "No, I'm not okay, and I'm going to die."
He expected to hear footsteps and a door closing. Instead he felt a hand on his back.
"Well, then," Collins said. "We'll die together."
gloomy][music| ]
Title: Okay
Characters: Roger, Collins
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG (to be safe)
Summary: No, I'm not okay, and I'm going to die.
Author's Notes: My first Rentfic, and my first true drabble. Yayyy. Concrit worshipped.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
"Are you okay?"
"Mmmhmm," Roger mumbled.
There was a pause.
"Roger."
"What?"
He wished he could shrug off the feeling of being watched. He wished he could erase the image burned onto his eyes, of shiny blood and a yellow Post-It and red hair and pale skin...
"Roger."
Another pause.
"Are you okay?"
He let the silence reign for a moment. Then: "No." He swallowed back tears. "No, I'm not okay, and I'm going to die."
He expected to hear footsteps and a door closing. Instead he felt a hand on his back.
"Well, then," Collins said. "We'll die together."
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Date: 2006-01-22 04:07 am (UTC)