Summery
Roger has grown very touch-starved, and then he seeks his best friend for help
A normal Wednesday evening was ruined for Roger, when he all of a sudden felt very touch-starved. He's never felt like this before, since he usually could just go out and get any girl he wanted. He just had to put on a slick smile and hit on them and they would already be at fourth date. But he hasn't been out for weeks maybe even months now, he lost count a long time ago. Not like it mattered. He's been trying to discover more about himself, and he's come to realise he don't really want to be looked at as this wild player anymore, so he decided to make some changes.
But because of his distance from women, he's grown incredibly touch-starved. It almost physically hurt his body. It has formed this itchy, irritable feeling, crippling on his body, and he has no idea what to do with it. He decided to go to the women who lived across the hall, who is his friends. Mary Austin and Dominique Beyrand. He doesn't quite know why, but they must know what to do in this situation. Not assuming anything...
He left his apartment, and without knocking, barged into the apartment across from his ow. Here he was met with Mary and Dominique chatting on their couch. "Girls. Women. How are we today?" Roger smiled, arms wide.
Without questioning the man that just barged into their apartment, they answered with a "Good."
After a couple beats of silence, Roger went to sit on the chair next to the couch, and started "Okay, girls, you gotta help me."
He caught their attention, and as they leaned over, Roger got the hint to continue, "I got this really weird feeling on my body, and it's really irritating me."
"Roger, I don't want to scratch your back again, I gave you that back scratcher you can use, I'm not falling for this old Roger-trick anymore." Dominique stated, followed with a chuckle from Mary next to her.
"No it's not that" Roger continued, "It's like, uh..."
Then Mary got it. "Aww is lil' Roger Taylor touch-starved?" Mary said in a teasing tone.
Roger dropped his head in his hands and groaned, loudly. "Hey, I thought you guys would help me, no matter what."
"Arhh I think I'm gonna pass." Mary threw her hands in the air, Dominique nodding along.
"No no no, not like that!" Roger frantically shook his head and hands. "I mostly just came here for advice."
The girls looked at each other, and then back at Roger again. Roger felt kinda intimidated by the looks he got. "You just gotta be touched. Don't even have to be sexually. A long hug might help, maybe cuddle with someone." Dominique shrugged.
"And you can basically get any girl you want, so just go out and pick one, or two, out from all the pretty girls on the street." Mary said, playfully and jokingly, even though she knew it would be easy for Roger.
Roger thought for a little while, before shooting up from his seat. "Thank you, I think I know what to do now!" Roger made a beeline to the girl's front door, he exited the apartment, and the girls was left on the couch, not even surprised by the random conversation they just had.
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"Brian, you have got to touch me."
Roger had barely entered his shared apartment with Brian, before this absurd statement came out of him.
