𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 ( ROGER TAYLOR. )

𝐈.

"Shit!" The girl hissed as the sound of the door opening cut through the vinyl she had playing while she got ready.

"Please tell me you're finished." Her flatmate Mary questioned, but she already knew the answer. The girls were going out to the pub at their university like they did every Friday. And every Friday Reina took too long to get ready.

"Almost, my love." Reina grinned, applying her red lipstick in the bathroom mirror. "Come zip me please!"

Mary shuffled into the room with a playful roll of her eyes, reaching for the zipper of her silky black dress. Reina thanked her, placing her lipstick back on the tray.

"Do you know who is playing tonight?" She asked as they reentered the hallway. Mary had told her before, but she had a knack forgetting minor details.

"We'll miss them at this rate." Mary snarked, grabbing her purse off the hook in the foyer as she waited for the girl to pull on her boots. "I believe it's Smile."

"Ugh." Reina grimaced, reaching for the outrageous cheetah print coat she got from the boutique they both worked at. "Tim is an absolute fucker."

"You're right. Maybe if you tell him that he'll quit. " Mary teased, linking arms with her as they left their flat.

"Oh shut up, Mar. Race you down the stairs?"
𝟗 𝐏𝐌.
𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐄.

They made it to the pub just in time for the band's set. Reina wasn't really into it, mainly because she used to hook up with the lead singer Tim. He wanted to take her out and all she wanted was a booty call, which blew up in both of their faces at the end. But it was fun to gossip with Mary as he sang about it on stage. She wrapped her cherry lips around the rim of her pint, clutching it harshly as she took a swig.

"Are you good?" Mary asked she swayed to beat. "You aren't seriously thinking about that wanker right now."

"It's kinda hard not to when he's standing right there!" Reina spazzed, waving her hand towards the bass player on stage.

"That's it. You have to get laid." Mary shook her head, leaving Reina with a sour look on her face.

"Do not." She grumbled, but deep down she knew she was never gonna get over stupid Tim and his stupid date until she did.

"What about him?" Mary smirked mischievously, pointing to the man behind the drum kit. Reina's eyes zeroed in on him.

Roger Taylor was without a doubt, the most handsome guy at their uni. It was the reason why he had slept with nearly half the girls here. If she had a pound for each time she heard a girl giggle about him in class, she'd own the queen's palace. She'd be lying if she said he didn't peak her curiosity, but she hadn't spoken a word to him in her life. Not to mention, he was Tim's bandmate, which could get messy. But she loved messy. Roger's eyes met hers, and she looked back at Mary with a small huff.

"Mary Austin, you are trouble." She snickered, shaking her head.

"Oh come on! You are both sleazy, you deserve each other!" Mary encouraged. She was sick and tired of hearing about Tim and his overcommitment, she would trade it for Roger and his playboy ways in a heartbeat.

"I am not sleazy!" Reina gasped, feigning offense. "But yeah, I'll think about it."

After the show, Mary and Reina were chatting in the hall about their grand scheme to nail Roger. As frequent goers, they knew where the band hung out after their performance, but Reina couldn't bring herself to go up to them. It wouldn't be wise to ask the drummer to spend the night while she had just hopped off the lead singer.

"You're being a chicken." Mary tried to shove the girl toward the back door, but she firmly stood her ground.

"Mary I will lock you out and force you to sleep in a box under a bridge." Reina seethed, stopping the heel of her patten leather boot on the varnished floor. Before Mary got a chance to respond, her gaze was caught by a young man passing by. Reina watched the interaction, grinning at the eyes they were giving each other.

"I like your coat." The boy turned back towards them, smiling at Mary once again.

"Thank you. It's from Biba."

"She works there." Reina beamed, determined to get her friend with this handsome stranger. Mary glanced back at her with her jaw clenched, "Thanks."

"Don't be a chicken." Reina repeated the girl's words from earlier with a wide grin.

"You're impossible."