La Liberte by James Broadhurst & Lydia-Jane Saunders for Fashionising.com
How would one get their hands on the microphone Roger’s using at this concert (or any of the concerts)? Asking for a friend
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the-real-mrs-winchester asked:
Can I request a headcanon for BoRhap? Roger finds a girl near his house playing the drums in her garage and he falls inlove w her.
queeen-freddie answered:
So I’m going to do like college Roger, and I’m gonna do near Freddie’s house because I can slide it into the movie ayyyy
- Roger was leaving Freddie’s birthday party, excited to go home and relax. That is until he heard a sound.
- A drum.
- It was coming from the house across the street, and as tired as Rog was he couldn’t help but follow the noise. There, in the garage, he found you on the drums banging away. You looked absolutely beautiful, a determined look on your face.
- “Hello,” began Roger, after you had finished playing. You looked up in surprise before he continued, “I heard you playing and wanted to check it out… I play myself.”
- “Really?” You asked with a smile. He nodded. “Well… show me what you got then.”
- And he did. For 3 hours. Although you didn’t just play, you got to know eachother, and before he left he asked you on a casual coffee date for the next day, to which you agreed.
- The next day you even dressed up a little, putting on a nicer dress than usual and making your makeup a little bit more extra, if you will.
- Roger made sure to wear a nice shirt and even ironed his clothes!
- The two of you really wanted to impress each other, without knowing you were both already smitten.
- You arrived at the coffee shop to see Roger at a table with two coffees. You walked over.
- “You told me your coffee order yesterday.” He stated with a smile so sweet it made your heart leap.
- “I can’t believe you remembered,” you replied sitting down.
- The two of you sat there for hours, before finally deciding to head to Rogers place, where he cooked dinner for you.
- Correction: tried.
- You ended up ordering a pizza, which didn’t matter because you were eating it with Roger. Your Roger.
- When you realized you had thought of Roger as yours, you looked over at him stuffing his face and smiled, wondering if that was what true love feels like.
- It was.
- And slowly but surely the two of you fell deeper and deeper in love, until there was no secret unshared, no place on eachother untouched, and nothing that could get between you.
- And the rest was history.
