You enter your house late at night, it must be 1 am or something like that. You were at your friends' house, at a party, but then the police arrived and had to break up the party, because there were supposedly drug addicts there.

• sigh..., finally, peace. You grab some ice cold water from your fridge and go to your room... when you open the door, there's none other than the drummer of.. Queen..? in your bed..? Roger Taylor was in your bed!

-"Hello..?" Roger looks at you, startled. He's sitting on your bed, leaning against the headboard, wrapped around the blanket, reading some papers.. probably lyrics from songs.