Five Times
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She clearly understood why it was to be Joey and not Ross, or Chandler.
Of course Ross and she had their… history. Their… lobsterness, as Phoebe was prone to putting it.
And of course Chandler was… well, Chandler. He was her friend; he was her brother.
So obviously, just, seriously no.
But the way that they lingered after that initial kiss, staring into each other's eyes so sweetly, so happily, so perfectly at bliss in their own little world after the 'just friends' moment had gone- oblivious and detached from the rioting party around them…
She should've known it then.
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A/N: Okay, I now have new respect for those drabble writers out there. Real drabble writers. The strict 100 word ones. Because, shoot man, it's really hard. So review this and tell me what you think, as it's my first attempt at a drabble. And because the Friends section on this thing seems to be pretty dead to me. I don't know; prove me wrong or something. Post or review- or maybe I'm just going crazy.
Additional Note: So I just want to point out that 'they' is referring to Mondler, not Jo/Rach. This is a Mondler fic… but if you really want to stick to the Joey/Rach, who am I to stop you? Just saying :)