Disclaimer: I basically own nothing. I came up with this idea for a story and I wrote the story, that's it. Not BTR not F.R.I.E.N.D.S

*What would happen, if 4 best friends, having reached their twenties and have broke from their label and singing careers, meet six best friends in New York City? F.R.I.E.N.D.S and Big Time Rush crossover. Monica and Chandler aren't yet together(though Chandler has a crush), Ross and Rachel are apart, Phoebe not yet married, and Joey is, well, Joey. BTR boys all single.*

"Remind me why we stopped our careers?" James asked for about the hundredth time in two hours.

"Because even though it was fun, Carlos, Logan, and I all want to do something completely different with our lives." Kendall replied, patience wearing slightly.

"And you said that you wanted to try acting instead, as a different route to that 'fame and fortune' dream of your's." Logan added.

The three boys were sitting in a hotel room, waiting impatiently for Carlos to return with some newspapers. They were in New York City, trying to find an apartment. They had been looking for a while, unsuccessfully, and it just wasn't cost efficient for them to keep staying in a hotel, as Logan constantly reminded them. They could search the Internet, but besides the tight budget they had agreed on, they didn't want to spend hours on the Internet, where at least two of them would get distracted.

Suddenly, Carlos burst into the room, still not having outgrown his energetic and slightly chaotic disposition completely. He startled his friends by doing so, the door slamming behind him. James leapt from the couch in an attempt to avoid Carlos' flying lunge towards the couch, meanwhile tossing the newspapers onto the table centered between all their seats.

"Carlos!" James yelled irritably, attempting to fix his now slightly dis-shelved hair. He had become slightly less narcissistic, still paying attention to his appearance, but not obsessively so.

Before the two 25 year olds could start shoving each other, which would inevitably lead to a wrestling match and a trashed room, Kendall stepped between them.

"Guys. We need to focus and find ourselves an apartment so we can get our butts out of this hotel. Oh, and need I remind you we have about a day to find another place to stay?! We check out 3:00PM tomorrow!" Kendall said, trying to keep from snapping. He was normally very patient, but the stress and his friends' antics were starting to weigh on him heavily.

Logan gave a nod of agreement. "Lets get working on this, then maybe we will have some luck."

The four boys had been at it for about 4 hours, finding no vacancies that would be of any benefit to them. A yawn escaped James and a slight snore came from the half-asleep Carlos on the couch beside him. Logan was bent over the table, staring at the newspaper before him. To Kendall, the adds were starting to blur together, making any progress hopeless. Giving up for the time being, he tossed the paper at Carlos to wake him up.

"Guys, we need to take a break. I don't know about you guys, but I can't even read the words anymore."

James stretched his arms, "Maybe some coffee would do us some good."

"Carlos, did you see any coffeehouses while you were out?" Logan asked hopefully.

Carlos, who was only just becoming alert blinked. "Oh yeah! I did! It looked pretty affordable too. It's not too far away, lets go!"

"Dude, how much farther is this place?" James asked, growing tired of walking, trying to keep with his friends while throngs of people walked in the opposite direction.

"What's the name of the place Carlos?" Logan added, "That way we all know what we are looking for."

Carlos looked thoughtful, as though trying to remember. Suddenly his face lit up as his mind recalled the requested information. "Central Perk."