More Very Hot But Very AU Things

[aveb_feline]

It's just another night at the Cat Scratch, all loud music and tight leather over curvy bodies, the dancers slinking and gyrating, most of them drowning slowly in resigned shame and despair over the turns their lives have taken

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[idiotwithguitar]

Roger's leaning far too comfortably against Mark, sipping calmly from the beer he's holding in one hand and lazily eyeing some of the girls currently on the dance floor. None of them can hold a candle to Mimi, of course, but that's only to be expected.

...Still having fun watching them, though.

[bohowithcamera]

Mark, on the other hand, is quite happy drinking his soda (yes, soda) and glancing over at Roger.

He has eyes for no one but his rockstar. Until Mimi comes out, of course.

[aveb_feline]

The other dancers aren't as good, which is why they're not on for long before the manager is announcing 'The Pride of Avenue B, Miss Mimi Marquez!'

The crowd is on its feet, cheering and stomping, and for a second, the theatre goes totally dark.

When it's lit again, Mimi's on stage, clad in a silky bathrobe and perched rather precariously on a metal railing in high-heeled boots, twenty feet above the stage.

Her hair, thanks to Lily, falls to just over the heads of the audience.

[idiotwithguitar]

Roger just smirks as Mimi is introduced, looking smug and pleased with himself - and why shouldn't he be? He's sleeping with her, after all, which is more than anyone here (well, except Mark) could say.

And then when the lights come on, the smug expression vanishes, to be replaced with one of complete shock. She's absolutely gorgeous. Not that he didn't know that, but... damn.