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rogerscoffee · 4 years
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freddie: *whispering to brian and deacy* we’ve got to get him out. brian, you wait beside the cupboard and i’ll be behind the kitchen door. and deacy, stay safe old boy.
john: i shouldn’t be exposed to this..
brian: is this actually gonna work? have you thought about the proportions or-
freddie: fuck the proportions, we need a crow bar and three therapists.
brian: good point. he’ll come out for a beer at least.
freddie: exactly.
*an hour goes by*
roger: *opens the cupboard door slightly and looks around*
freddie: *switches on the light* NOW, NOW!!
brain, freddie, john: *wrestle roger to the ground and tie him in a chair*
roger: NO, LET ME GO!!
freddie: THE SONG ISN’T GOING ON THE B-SIDE! ITS A FUCKING CAR!!
roger: *closes eyes and sings to drown out the boys* THE MACHINEEEEE OF A DREAAAAM
brian: *struggling to hold roger down* i don’t think this is working.
roger: SUCH A CLEAN MACHINEEEE
john: look it’s been three days and we’ve done this twice already he ain’t listening.
freddie: oh, he will.
roger: I’M IN LOVEEEE WITH MY CAAAARRRR
freddie: *pours coffee on roger*
*silence*
roger: yeah, okay.
freddie: good..good. it’s over.
brian, john: *look at each other anxiously*
roger: *looks around with his head down* WHEN I’M HOLDING YOUR WHEEEEEELLLL
freddie: right, where’s his maracas?
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rogerscoffee · 4 years
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roger: hey bri.
brian: yes, hello roger. how may i help you?
roger: i, uh, need to speak to you..about a song.
brian: *looks up knowing what he’s going to say*
brian: look rog, i don’t think it’s stro-
roger: YOUR SONG IS ABOUT CHEESE, DON’T GIVE ME ‘NOT FUCKING STRONG ENOUGH’.
roger: *stomps outside*
brian: *mumbling to himself* should’ve left him in that damn shop..
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rogerscoffee · 4 years
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roger. when he’s drumming. is literally. the best thing. change my mind✌🏻😍
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