Desperate Times and Desperate Measures
Monica and Chandler were led to their room and left to unpack. Monica set out her clothes in color order and set them into the drawer. She was repulsed as she watched Chandler shove a bunch of clothes into his.
'I'll just fix that later.' She decided.
"You're doing great as Chad." Monica complimented. Chandler nodded arrogantly.
"Why thank you." He said happily.
Monica lay down on the bed. Jet lag had her exhausted, and she knew that Ross and Rachel would have so much to talk about, so she sighed and took a swig of her Starbucks Coffee she had begged Rachel to get her. She felt Chandler's eyes upon her; studying her. With a quick intake of air, she stood up. It was blazing in that room. Monica knew she would have to change her outfit. She was wearing a turtleneck and some gap jeans. Being used to the cold, March weather in New York, Monica never thought twice about her attire.
"I have to change." Monica announced. Chandler nodded in agreement.
"Before I get out, uh, where am I sleeping?" He asked. Monica shrugged.
"I mean, if you want the floor that's fine. I don't have a problem sharing the bed." She said honestly out of friendship and nothing more. Chandler nodded.
"Got it. Okay, so, I'll meet you out there. They're on the veranda." He said before exiting.
Monica dug through her clothes, and settled on a pair of white Capri's and an orange halter.
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Monica stepped onto the veranda and was a little scared to be greeted with full, hearty laughter. She wasn't surprised to see Chandler in the middle of it all.
"...So then, I asked her for a couple of beers, and she never told me she shook them up!" Was all she heard before more laughter followed.
"What's going on here?" Monica said raising one eyebrow.
"Oh, Chad was just telling us about a few weeks ago. When you two went out." Rachel enlightened. Monica nodded and laughed nervously.
"That was a funny night." She agreed, not quite knowing what she was talking about. "How did you two hook up?" Monica asked Ross and Rachel to change the subject. She pulled out a patio chair and sat next to Chandler. Ross and Rachel exchanged loving glances before Ross began.
"Well, it all started two years ago. I saw her at a gas station back in New York. It was like midnight. So, she was being all prissy and didn't look like she knew a THING about pumping gas-" Ross began.
"Not that Ross knew anything about it either..."Rachel added nonchalantly. Everyone chuckled a little bit.
"Anyways..." Ross continued. "So, I walked over to her. I tapped her on the shoulder, and I scared her so bad she sprayed MACE in my face." Everyone laughed hysterically, including Chandler who was mentally picturing it. "You laugh now, but I bet none of you have had mace prayed in your eyes." Ross added. Rachel smiled.
"Let me finish the story. After I realized who it was, we ran into the bathroom to rinse most of it out. And after that-" Rachel trailed off as Ross got a hold of her hand.
"I just knew." He said lovingly.
"What about you?" Rachel asked as she nestled closer to Ross and smiled contently. "How did you two meet?" Monica gulped.
"Well-" She stammered.
"Actually..." Chandler cut her off. "It all started when I moved across the hall from her. I was unloading boxes, when there was this knock on the door. So, I go to answer it, and there's this beautiful woman standing there with a bottle of soda, and a pizza!" Chandler laughed. "So, she said that she thought I would be hungry and introduced herself as Monica, and I knew deep down that this girl was... something else. We talked and talked for hours on end." Chandler smiled. Monica felt her heart jump.
"Awe, that is so sweet." Rachel cooed.
"Oh, and that's not even the best part." Chandler said quickly. "Nothing happened between us for a couple weeks, until I saw her in the laundry room. It was 3:00 in the morning. I was so tired, but that was the only time to do laundry when there weren't a million people there. Let's just say we had a nice time with the washing machine." Chandler smiled mischievously. Monica coughed.
"Yea, that's pretty much it." Monica said nodding.
"Well, you two seem very happy." Ross complimented. It was then that Monica noticed one of Chandler's arms around her shoulder, the other sitting contently on her knee. She smiled.
"We are." She smiled broader. "Extremely happy." There was a long pause before Rachel looked at her watch.
"Oh, Ross. We'd better call for those reservations." She said to Ross. Ross nodded. "We're having a little dinner tonight at Wiltshire's Eatery. Jack and Judy are going to be there. You guys are going, right?" Rachel asked.
"Absolutely." Chandler chimed. Monica gulped.
"Sure. It will be fun." She mumbled. Ross got up to make the calls, and Chandler excused himself to go to the bathroom. Monica exhaled loudly.
"Monica, I have to say, Chad is so unbelievable." Rachel cooed.
"Who? Oh! Chad. Yea, h-he's great." Monica said nodding.
"I have to say, he's exactly like the guy I imagined you ending up with." Rachel said smiling. Monica smiled also.
"Yea. Me too."
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"Chad! It is so great to FINALLY meet you!" Judy rang, shaking chandler's hand viscously. "For a while, I thought Monica had just made you up!" She joked. Monica laughed along.
"Yea, ma. I'm just that...pathetic." She said trailing off. Chandler nudged to and smiled.
"Smile..." He corrected her, and Monica put on an ear-to-ear grin. (A forced one, of course.)
"Shall we sit?" Jack insisted. With that, the six of them pulled out their chairs and adjusted their napkins. "Rachel, you're glowing!" Jack complimented. "You two Monica! Are you both pregnant?" He asked. Rachel laughed, and Monica choked.
"No." They said simultaneously. "If you are, it's ok. It's not as if you're both going to be single for long." He added. Monica kicked him under the table.
"Oh, sorry, did I kick you?" She asked sarcastically, but no one but Chandler caught the tone.
"So, Monica. Tell us about Chad." Judy insisted.
XOXOELIZABETHXOXO
Monica and Chandler were led to their room and left to unpack. Monica set out her clothes in color order and set them into the drawer. She was repulsed as she watched Chandler shove a bunch of clothes into his.
'I'll just fix that later.' She decided.
"You're doing great as Chad." Monica complimented. Chandler nodded arrogantly.
"Why thank you." He said happily.
Monica lay down on the bed. Jet lag had her exhausted, and she knew that Ross and Rachel would have so much to talk about, so she sighed and took a swig of her Starbucks Coffee she had begged Rachel to get her. She felt Chandler's eyes upon her; studying her. With a quick intake of air, she stood up. It was blazing in that room. Monica knew she would have to change her outfit. She was wearing a turtleneck and some gap jeans. Being used to the cold, March weather in New York, Monica never thought twice about her attire.
"I have to change." Monica announced. Chandler nodded in agreement.
"Before I get out, uh, where am I sleeping?" He asked. Monica shrugged.
"I mean, if you want the floor that's fine. I don't have a problem sharing the bed." She said honestly out of friendship and nothing more. Chandler nodded.
"Got it. Okay, so, I'll meet you out there. They're on the veranda." He said before exiting.
Monica dug through her clothes, and settled on a pair of white Capri's and an orange halter.
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Monica stepped onto the veranda and was a little scared to be greeted with full, hearty laughter. She wasn't surprised to see Chandler in the middle of it all.
"...So then, I asked her for a couple of beers, and she never told me she shook them up!" Was all she heard before more laughter followed.
"What's going on here?" Monica said raising one eyebrow.
"Oh, Chad was just telling us about a few weeks ago. When you two went out." Rachel enlightened. Monica nodded and laughed nervously.
"That was a funny night." She agreed, not quite knowing what she was talking about. "How did you two hook up?" Monica asked Ross and Rachel to change the subject. She pulled out a patio chair and sat next to Chandler. Ross and Rachel exchanged loving glances before Ross began.
"Well, it all started two years ago. I saw her at a gas station back in New York. It was like midnight. So, she was being all prissy and didn't look like she knew a THING about pumping gas-" Ross began.
"Not that Ross knew anything about it either..."Rachel added nonchalantly. Everyone chuckled a little bit.
"Anyways..." Ross continued. "So, I walked over to her. I tapped her on the shoulder, and I scared her so bad she sprayed MACE in my face." Everyone laughed hysterically, including Chandler who was mentally picturing it. "You laugh now, but I bet none of you have had mace prayed in your eyes." Ross added. Rachel smiled.
"Let me finish the story. After I realized who it was, we ran into the bathroom to rinse most of it out. And after that-" Rachel trailed off as Ross got a hold of her hand.
"I just knew." He said lovingly.
"What about you?" Rachel asked as she nestled closer to Ross and smiled contently. "How did you two meet?" Monica gulped.
"Well-" She stammered.
"Actually..." Chandler cut her off. "It all started when I moved across the hall from her. I was unloading boxes, when there was this knock on the door. So, I go to answer it, and there's this beautiful woman standing there with a bottle of soda, and a pizza!" Chandler laughed. "So, she said that she thought I would be hungry and introduced herself as Monica, and I knew deep down that this girl was... something else. We talked and talked for hours on end." Chandler smiled. Monica felt her heart jump.
"Awe, that is so sweet." Rachel cooed.
"Oh, and that's not even the best part." Chandler said quickly. "Nothing happened between us for a couple weeks, until I saw her in the laundry room. It was 3:00 in the morning. I was so tired, but that was the only time to do laundry when there weren't a million people there. Let's just say we had a nice time with the washing machine." Chandler smiled mischievously. Monica coughed.
"Yea, that's pretty much it." Monica said nodding.
"Well, you two seem very happy." Ross complimented. It was then that Monica noticed one of Chandler's arms around her shoulder, the other sitting contently on her knee. She smiled.
"We are." She smiled broader. "Extremely happy." There was a long pause before Rachel looked at her watch.
"Oh, Ross. We'd better call for those reservations." She said to Ross. Ross nodded. "We're having a little dinner tonight at Wiltshire's Eatery. Jack and Judy are going to be there. You guys are going, right?" Rachel asked.
"Absolutely." Chandler chimed. Monica gulped.
"Sure. It will be fun." She mumbled. Ross got up to make the calls, and Chandler excused himself to go to the bathroom. Monica exhaled loudly.
"Monica, I have to say, Chad is so unbelievable." Rachel cooed.
"Who? Oh! Chad. Yea, h-he's great." Monica said nodding.
"I have to say, he's exactly like the guy I imagined you ending up with." Rachel said smiling. Monica smiled also.
"Yea. Me too."
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"Chad! It is so great to FINALLY meet you!" Judy rang, shaking chandler's hand viscously. "For a while, I thought Monica had just made you up!" She joked. Monica laughed along.
"Yea, ma. I'm just that...pathetic." She said trailing off. Chandler nudged to and smiled.
"Smile..." He corrected her, and Monica put on an ear-to-ear grin. (A forced one, of course.)
"Shall we sit?" Jack insisted. With that, the six of them pulled out their chairs and adjusted their napkins. "Rachel, you're glowing!" Jack complimented. "You two Monica! Are you both pregnant?" He asked. Rachel laughed, and Monica choked.
"No." They said simultaneously. "If you are, it's ok. It's not as if you're both going to be single for long." He added. Monica kicked him under the table.
"Oh, sorry, did I kick you?" She asked sarcastically, but no one but Chandler caught the tone.
"So, Monica. Tell us about Chad." Judy insisted.
XOXOELIZABETHXOXO