1975 - somewhere in England
The blond drummer arrived late that night. Not only late, but also pretty shit-faced.
He hadn't felt so bad in a long time, which only made him more confused and angry.
He thought that if he could keep his distance from India, neither of them would get hurt, which was just ideal.
But there was just a tiny problem:
'She looked so cute when she was asleep' he thought while looking at Indigo, who was fast asleep on the sofa.
And he just couldn't imagine a world where he was away from her. He was just too used to her presence to ignore her.
After staring at her for a strange amount of time, Roger tried to make his way up the stairs without waking her up, which was extremely hard since he was very drunk.
He eventually made it to the top, and he then managed to lay on his bed and fell asleep in seconds.
**
"'You call me sweet, like I'm some kind of cheese.'" Roger read out loud. "Wow!"
"'With my hand on your grease gun?'" Brian asked.
"It's a metaphor, Brian!" snapped the drummer.
"Isn't it a bit weird, Roger?" started John. "What exactly are you doing with that car?"
"Roger, there is only room in this band for one hysterical queen." said Freddie, clearly referring to himself.
Saying that Roger was pissed, was indeed an understatement. He started throwing things at Brian and John, and right after, he got ahold of the coffee machine and was ready to throw it, but before he could, Brian, John and India, who had woken up with all the commotion, all shouted:
"Not the coffee machine!"
Roger calmed down and put the coffee machine back on the counter.
"I would kill myself if I had to spend a day with all of you, without coffee." said Indigo sitting down besides Brian who just nodded.
"Check this out and tell me it's a bad song." Roger said to India, handing her the paper with the lyrics.
"I really don't know why you're so confident she's gonna like it." Brian said. "It's about a car!"
"Is this a joke?" the young woman asked seriously.
"You know what?" started Roger.
He started to open the cupboards in the kitchen and when he found the one he liked the best, took everything out of it and somehow managed to fit inside of it.
"You've gotta be kidding me..." mumbled the guitarist.
"I'll leave this cupboard when you acknowledge that 'I'm In Love With My Car' is gonna be our next hit!" Roger's muffled voice could be heard in the kitchen.
"Let's leave him there." said India. "Don't you dare let him out! We're not putting that song on the B side." she finished before leaving.
"Oh, we'll see!" shouted Roger.
"Lord help us." said Brian to John, who nodded.
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