Rory was in the living room, reading on the sofa, when Roger aggressively walked into the flat, shutting the door behind him.
"You won't believe what happened"
"I'm sure I will" she replied without taking her eyes off her book.
"For a recording session they sold my fucking van"
"And used the wedges of three months, I know"
Roger sat on the sofa, next to where Rory was still reading.
"I don't care about the wedges, they sold my fucking van!"
Rory rolled her eyes thinking of Roger's attachment to cars.
"You're recording an album, no need to be so dramatic Rog"
"That's exactly what Freddie said, but it seems to me that not you nor Freddie had to sacrifice their beloved van"
Roger crossed his arms on his chest, slightly pouting.
Rory finally closed her book and looked at him.
"You do realise that in a few months you'll have two released albums? Then you can buy another van, if you really liked it that much"
Rory knew that he liked that van that much, she knew that Roger was very passionate about his cars. She smiled remembering that he was going to write a love song about his car not many years from that moment and wondered if she would be there to assist to the birth of the oldest meme in the history of music.
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'Till the end of times -Roger Taylor
FanfictionRory had been listening to Queen since she was just a baby and her lifelong dream was to meet the young Roger Taylor. The only problem was that she was born too late. Little did she know that it only took one wish to reach her dream.
