Roger's POV
I'm laying on the couch, mindlessly watching tv. It's been a couple of weeks. I have not seen or heard from Freddie once, which has never happened before. We were always so close, and now he's just completely out of my life. It's so weird. And I don't like it all. But it's better this way, I still believe that.
Brian and John and I...we've been trying to keep Queen alive, but I think we've all realized that without Freddie it's just not gonna work. Ever. As much I hate to admit that.
So basically, my life has been very boring and kind of depressing.
Dominique walks into the room and sits down next to me, laying her head on my shoulder.
'Why don't we go out for drinks tonight?'
'Meh. I'm tired.' I groan.
'You're always tired.' Not true, actually. I've just lost my motivat
