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Pick one of the following, and I will write you a drabble based on it. If there is a certain pairing/crossover/fandom you would like, feel free to request. Otherwise... have fun!The main character is Mark Cohen of Rent fame

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He always knew that he would be the one to survive. But what he didn't know was that he'd go in the same way that everyone else did. Angel. Mimi. Roger. Collins. He watched them all, sat with them while they faded. Held their hands when they breathed their last.

But now, it's his turn. He hadn't even realized until Roger was almost gone that he hadn't felt well lately. He didn't remember the time that he'd borrowed Roger's razor, and cut himself accidentally. It could have been then. It also could have been later, cleaning up when Roger fell and cut himself on the kitchen knife.

It didn't really matter. He'd never told anyone anyway. They didn't need that in addition to everything else they had. So, here he was, in the hospital, alone, just waiting for the inevitable. He hadn't told Maureen, hadn't told his mother. They would just come and fuss. He didn't need that. The people he really wanted at his side, well, he'd be seeing them soon anyway.

Another cough shook his sickly-thin shoulders. It was coming. Soon, he'd be with everyone. He could stand a bit longer of this emptiness, before he'd be with everyone he loved.

Come, come away death, and in sad cypress let me be laid.

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That was really good. And although I do only know the bare basics of canon, even I can understand the saddity. *adds to bookmarks*