Milliways OOM

[aveb_feline]

If one was to look for Mimi Marquez, at this particular moment, one would have a fairly easy time finding her.

One would only have to look in Roger Davis' lap.

Her hands might be a little harder to locate at first, but then given the noises Roger's making, anybody who knows them fairly well should be able to guess.

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[bohemian_mark]

The Loft door opens, and a duffel bag slides in, followed by a slightly tired-looking filmmaker. He pauses in the door, and facepalms, just watching the pair on the couch for a moment.

[aveb_feline]

Mimi, hearing the door open, looks up and stops what she's doing to Roger.

"Hi, Mark."

Poor Roger.

[bohemian_mark]

Roger makes a face. "Well, the prodigal son returns."

"Yeah, yeah. You're just grouchy because Mimi stopped groping you." Mark laughs cheerfully. "Did you all miss me?"

[aveb_feline]

"Of course we did."

Mimi gives Roger one last little farewell grope, then gets up and hugs Mark, kissing his cheek.

"Get the blanket I made you?"

[bohemian_mark]

"Yep. I did." Mark grins at her, hugging her. "Thanks. It helped." Roger, grumpy guitarist that he is, gets up, stretches, and wanders into the bathroom.

[aveb_feline]

Mimi makes a face at her boyfriend's retreating back, then turns back to Mark.

"So you're feeling good again? Sara nurse you back to health?"

[bohemian_mark]

"Yeah, she did really well with that." Mark turns distinctly red around the ears. "She's wonderful."

[aveb_feline]

Mimi grins.

"You really have it bad, don't you?"

[bohemian_mark]

"Um. Yeah?" Mark's still vaguely pink around the ears. "She's awesome. I... yeah. I don't even know how to describe it."

[aveb_feline]

"I know the feeling," Mimi murmurs, glancing in the direction of the bathroom with a tender expression.

Oh yeah. She's totally gone.

[bohemian_mark]

Mark grins. "It's good to have some of that around here, really." For a while, he was seriously wondering if there would always be angst in the Loft. Oh, wait. Roger's still there. There is always angst in the Loft.

[aveb_feline]

"Yeah."

Mimi grins at him a little wickedly. "So when's the wedding?"

[bohemian_mark]

It's a good thing that Mark wasn't drinking anything. Because the floor would be wearing it right now. And really, Jon and Adam have had enough things leaking into their apartment. "Wedding? Uh. Well, er, I haven't thought about that...."

Roger comes out of the bathroom, drying his hands on his pants. "Like hell you haven't. You were complaining to me the other day about how you wanted to propose, but you were too damn timid to." He pauses. "Actually, you said some shit about her being from a different universe. What you meant was that you were looking for excuses."

[aveb_feline]

Mimi laughs, and grins sexily at Roger over her shoulder.

"We might have to do it for him."

[bohemian_mark]

"Oh no. No no no." Mark facepalms. "If I'm going to do it, I'm going to do it myself."

Roger blinks. "There's a lot of talk of doing it in here, and I really don't want to think of doing it with Mark."

"Shut up."

"Bite me."

"I thought that's what you didn't want me to do."

[aveb_feline]

"Do I get a vote?"

Mimi smiles, sweetly.

"'Cause....I'd watch that."