AN: I could not resist but to start a new fic. I'm putting all my other ones on hold for a while! I have had all the ideas sucked out of me! Oh well, this is about, of course, Chandler, who else? I can't really tell ya wut it's about yet because I don't know, I'm just gonna play it by ear...

When you're little, they tell you to 'just walk away'. Use words, not actions. Well she used words, he used actions. She said 'we need to talk', he listened, and he walked away. He gave her his heart, he told her to be careful because it was fragile, but she didn't hear him. Trust, loyalty, love, the things a relationship are built on, guess she never knew that.

He walked in the apartment one day and caught her, lying on the couch, with him on top of her. Sure they were only kissing, but what would have happened if he hadn't come in? He just turned around and walked out the door, she tried to catch up to him but he was already in the taxi. She ran up to the door and pounded on the window and begged him to stay. He looked at her, gave her a sad smile, and told the driver to go.

He still talked to Joey, Ross, Phoebe and Monica, but he hadn't heard from Rachel since that night. He was different now, he was a writer, a comedy writer. He was rich, but that didn't mean he was completely happy. He lived in a large house out in California, just south of LA. Why he moved there, he didn't know. Joey often came out to visit him when he was filming but never stayed for that long. The others had all been out to his house, all but Rachel.

He was driving down Sunset Bl. and looked up, only to see a bilboard with his face on it. It was an advertisment for his new book that just had come out last week. He smiled and drove on. He was on his way to film a commercial for god knows what. His agent had called him and told him about it this morning, guess she just forgot to tell him, she had known about it for a week and a half, he had known about it for three hours. He arrived at the building and hopped out of his convertible. He sighed as his cell phone started to ring. He looked down at it, turned it off and threw it in the backseat. Whoever it was could wait.

He looked up to the sunny sky and took a deep breat, stretching his arms out wide as the sun shone down on him. He smiled at nothing in particular, 'just another day in the life of Chandler Bing,' he thought to himself and walked inside.

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