Play the game, of love.

Our Roger is something special.

The flick of the switch, light filling the room, her eyes scrunched up, the familiar sound of the flick made her groan in annoyance, she turned her warm body to face away from the obvious person in the doorway, her eyes still scrunched, she pulled the fluffy sheets of her bed over her auburn locks, attempting to protect herself from the glow of light from above her.

"Rise and shine, Darling!" She heard that familiar voice of her best friend state out loud to her, she groaned once more.

"Five more minutes, Fred please!" She pleaded with desperation, wriggling around in her sheets once more before she felt them get pried away from her warm body, she gasped from the sudden cold air.

"Sorry, I simply won't allow it, I need my favourite accomplice with me when going to record in the studio for the first time!" Her best friend beamed at her, causing a smile to tug at her lips, her eyes began to flutter open at this, before she sat up in her bed.

"I know, I know, I'm just tired Fred but I know that I wouldn't miss this for the world" This time she looked at her friend, her green eyes slightly bloodshot from exhaustion, his brown irises looked down at hers, a gleaming smile still upon the young singers lips.

"Well come on! I don't want to be late for my first ever recording" He informed her, before dancing out the room, she chuckled lightly to herself, placing her hand on her forehead, she shook her head, before removing her hand and looking towards her closed curtains, she stood up and walked over to them, opening them up to see the vaguely busy street below her, she squinted at the sunlight coming through, soon walking over to her light switch and flicking it off, just the daylight filling the room. She grabbed her bedsheets that Freddie had thrown onto the floor, laying it neatly over her bed and smoothing it over, happy with her attempts at making her simple but comfortable bed, she then proceeded to her wardrobe, pulling out a pair of bellbottom jeans and a nude turtleneck, she carried them with her along with her undergarments to the bathroom, where she continued to shower and brush her teeth.

Exiting the bathroom in full attire, she walked into the kitchen, finding a mug of tea already prepared for her, she smiled at this, she grabbed the mug and headed over to the couch where Freddie was sat with his leg crossed over the other, sipping silently at his tea, she sat on the couch near the one he was at. She took a small sip from the hot beverage before placing it on a placemat on the coffee table, she too crossed her leg over the other, tucking a stray piece of her auburn hair behind her ear, as it had obviously fallen from her loosely put up bun.

"I forgot to say, Darling, you'll finally meet the rest of the guys today, I mean, you know Brian obviously" He smiled at her, holding the half empty mug in his left hand. She smiled at him in return.

"Oh yes, it's actually quite exciting, from what you've told me they sound like a lovely bunch of chaps" She looked down at her socks which were concealing her feet, still smiling, just as soft as she usually did before she grabbed her mug again, sipping the rest of her tea. Freddie chuckled at her comment.

"I must've been only talking about John then, I couldn't possibly make Roger sound 'lovely'" He walked to the kitchen with his now empty mug of tea, washing it up in the sink. She furrowed her eyebrows at this and finished the rest of her tea before following Freddie into the kitchen.

"What do you mean? What's wrong with Roger?" She stood behind him, her arms crossed limply in front of her as Freddie took the mug from her hand and started washing that also.

"Well, let's just say that our Roger is something very special" He smiled silently to himself as he said this, so that she couldn't see him amusing himself at the thoughts in his head and with what he had just said.

"I'm sure he's nothing short of John and Brian" She rolled her eyes at Freddie's comment before heading to the front door to grab her brown boots to put them on, Freddie chuckled to himself quietly before whispering.

"Oh Sweetheart, you'll soon find out what our Roger is like" He dried his hands from the suds that were from the sink, he continued to smile to himself before heading to the front door to slip on his typical Adidas shoes, the laces already loosely tied, he looked up at his redheaded friend and asked.

"You ready?" She smiled at him softly before answering simply.

"Yup" Freddie began to unlock the door and opened it up, ushering for his friend to go through first, she obliged and smiled a thank you to him before he left behind her and closed the door, locking it before they made their way down to Freddie's silver Ford Capri to make their way to the recording studio.