Did you have fun on your trip back in time? Ok, perhaps it was a little bumpy but you're safe now. Guarded with your crochet cardi and a pair of clogs on your smallish feet you embark on your devilish quest to find Freddie and Roger's stall in London's Kensington Market. You walked aimlessly for a while and wonder "How come nobody knew the name of this damn stall anyway?" but funnily enough you embarked on destiny. You heard a flamboyant voice screaming obsenities and 'catch phrases' which resembled Freddie. Inconspiciously you followed the voice to find Freddie ranting and ravings.
"What's going on?" You asked Freddie and Roger.
"That a***ole sold my favourite jacket without permission!" Freddie childishly pointed at Roger. O no. You had come between a viscious fight between the pair. What were you going to do?
"Steady, come on, you guys can calmly talk about it?"
"Who the hell are you to intervene?" Roger snapped.
You could tell they were getting pissed off at you.
"Listen, I'm only trying to help! Just buy him back the fricking jacket!"
There was a silence between the pair.
"I don't know who I sold it to..."
"I don't care, buy it back or it's your ass on the line."
Roger stormed off in a huff and you were left with Freddie. It was pretty fierce. Freddie's face was all red and his front teeth stuck out in front of his bottom lip. "Bastard." He muttered under his breath. "Sorry about that, I hope things turn out alright between you two."
You damn right you hope. You might've ruined the entire fate of the group.
"I don't. He's a fricking Queen. I hate him. I never want to see him again."
ONO! WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?
Persuade him to forgive Roger..
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