Chandler Bing hadn't expected moving to another apartment to be this much work. He was very relieved for it to be over as he plopped down onto his couch. Sure, everything still needed to be unpacked but boy was he glad that all his stuff was there. He looked around the apartment as if analyzing it for the first time. When he decided to rent this, he knew it wouldn't be his dream place but it was good. And when he'd finally get to unpacking everything, he's sure it would look even better.

Moving to a new city, gone from everything he knew was quite scary. He didn't know a lot of people in New York but he didn't mind. This was his shot to follow his mother's footsteps and become a writer instead of sitting behind an old, way too slow computer, typing in numbers. A lot of his co workers didn't believe him when he said he quit. And telling them he wanted to make it in New York made their eyebrows go upside even faster. He knew it'd be hard and not a lot of people thought he'd succeed but as his mother always told him, life isn't a ponykamp.

Despite being sad he left his hometown, he was kind of relieved too. His drag queen father, his butt slapping boss and his crazy ex-girlfriend weren't gonna bother him over here. Here, he could write the things he'd always wanted to write, here it was normal to wake up at 3am and order some pizza. The constant noise of traffic and people on the street helped him focus. He was done living in a quiet village where everyone knew each other and went to bed at 10. His inspiration came at night, always had, and probably always will.

Deciding he rested enough, Chandler pulled out his laptop and pressed the start button. It was already 11pm but he wasn't tired enough to go to bed, even after the long trip he'd taken. He typed in his password and watched as his home screen popped up. "Really?!" He groaned to himself as he watched the picture his laptop showed. Janice. She'd come by to say goodbye right before he left and he was so glad he didn't have to hear her 'OH MY GOD's' anymore. He'd left her alone for two seconds and she changed his home screen to a picture of her? Crazy ex-girlfriend strikes again.

Turns out, his ex girlfriend wasn't the biggest of his worries. After deleting the picture and changing it back to his original one, he pressed the wifi button. As he scrolled through the networks, he realized every single one of them was secured. This was just his luck. He really needed to check his mails, update his columns, write something. He thought about going to a starbucks, or another public place with some free wifi. He'd even go to McDonald's if he had to. He's pretty sure there's one close to his building.

He closed his laptop and put it back into it's case, then he stood up and almost tripping over a box. Man, he should really start unpacking. As he headed for his front door, he heard some footsteps. Must be one of his neighbours. He wasn't the most sociable person you'd ever meet but he decided to open his door and step into the hallway too. After all, it could be a great opportunity to make some friends. He saw a woman opening the door of the apartment opposite his. She stood with her back facing him. He noticed how small she was, how her hair -which was quite beautiful- fell over her shoulders and how she was struggling to open her door with her phone in one hand and a bag of what he assumed were groceries in the other. She was so focused on the conversation going on between her and the person on the other end of the phone that she hadn't even noticed him. It wasn't until she hung up that he said something and caused her to jump. She turned around to face him and saw her eyebrows go up. She'd never seen him here before.

"Hi?" She said.

"Hey." He said back. It took him a moment to realize he shouldn't just be standing there, gazing at her and he should probably introduce himself.

"I'm Chandler, I uh, just moved in here."

"Oh it's nice to meet you, Chandler, I'm Monica."

He already thought she was beautiful, but now she's smiling at him, and she's simply gorgeous.

"Should I help you with that?" He asked, referring to the bags she was still holding.

"If you want to. Thanks."

He held the bag for her while she pulled out her keys and put her phone away. He took advantage of her being distracted to observe her more. She has beautiful eyes. He'd never been fond of blue eyes since he has them himself but hers are different. They're something else. He forced his gaze away before she could catch him staring and followed her inside as she opened her door.

Hey guys! Thanks for reading. Feel free to leave a review and tell me what you think about it. This story will have two more chapters and I'll update the second one next Saturday.