*AN* There is a lot of nail biters coming up. Due to Chandler needing the bathroom. It made me need it, just writing it!
I looked down. Damn! Monica's beutiful fingers were still clapsed in mine from when I helped her down. I dropped her hand as if it was fire. The shop keeper walked away. "Lets go couch shopping!" Monica said. "Why..?" I asked. "Pete and I need a new one." She smiled. Again, at the mention at his name, I got angry. "Chandler? Are you coming or not?" I shook my head again. "No? Okay i'll ask Rachel." I snapped out of my anger. "No, I was shaking my head at... something else." Monica said okay and got changed. 7 couch stores later, she finaly found one. I had to pee by this time, so I was figeting a lot. "Okay. Great. You found a nice couch and I have lost what has felt like a year of my life. Now can we go?" Monica was looking at the couch still. "Can we go now? Mon? Mon. Mon. Mo. Mo. M." Monica yelled "WHAT?" I actually had to pee quite a lot now. "Can we go?" I said. Monica narrowed her eyes. "Why?" She asked. "Because I have to go." I said. Monica misunderstood. "Go where?" She asked. I sighed. "I have to go." I repeated. "Go where?" She asked. I fidgeted. "Nevermind..." She sighed. "Sometimes I don't get you, Chandler Bing."