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[idiotwithguitar]

When Mimi enters her room, she may notice that a few things have changed since she was here last. Things like... Roger's clothes are in the drawers. There is a guitar case leaning against the wall. Oh, and Roger's sitting on the bed, holding his guitar and carefully trying to play something, hoping that the pain in his hand will go away if he just

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[aveb_feline]

She notices.

It's hard not to.

Even after a long day of classes and work, she's not -that- tired.

Opening her door, she steps into the room, and then stops, surprised, when she sees him.

".....hi, baby. This is a nice surprise."

[idiotwithguitar]

Roger looks up and flashes her a quick smile, pausing in his attempts at playing as he does so.

"I told you I'd think about it. I made up my mind. Hope you don't mind."

He says this as if he wasn't half-panicking yesterday about the idea of moving in with her. That's Roger for you.

[aveb_feline]

Mimi...blinks.

And then jawdrops.

".......you......"

And she notices the guitar case. And the drawer with his clothes in it, not quite fully closed.

".....oh, Roger."

Tackle.

Snog.

[idiotwithguitar]

Roger was not expecting the tackling. Probably should have, but... wasn't, nevertheless. He squeaks a little as she pounces on him, pulls away long enough to yelp "Watch the guitar!", and then kisses her back enthusiastically, rather pleased at just how happy she is.