Disclaimer: Yep, you guessed it, I still don't own them.
Chapter 2: Stale cereal, a job problem and an intriguing thought.
"These cheerios taste different", mumbled Joey through a mouthful of cereal.
"Joey, these are stale!" exclaimed Rachel in disgust.
"Ooohhh", Joey replied, shovelling in another mouthful.
"More importantly, why do we have stale cereal in our cupboard", Rachel commented, trying to ignore the fact that Joey was still eating the cereal.
Joey then put his bowl in the sink and went back across the hall to have a shower.
She glanced over at Monica who was walking out of her room wearing her pyjamas and sleepily rubbing at her eyes, "Mon, are you feeling ok, you don't seem yourself lately"?
"What? … oh umm yeah fine", she replied vaguely as she poured herself a glass of milk.
"Well why do we have stale cereal in the cupboard?" Rachel pressed her; she was going to find out what was wrong, no matter how long it took.
"What? Oh, I guess I hadn't got round to fix up the shopping yet, no big deal." Monica brushed the thought aside and flipped open a copy of Cosmopolitan.
"Mon, it is a big deal there has never been a moment when you haven't done the shopping, except when you broke up with Richard. I was going through our phone messages the other day and I found one from your credit card company asking you to give them a call. Is there something you want to tell me?"
"Oh that, umm there has just been a problem with money at the moment, they were just ringing to tell me I had none," she added not looking up.
"What? How did that happen?" a shocked Rachel asked.
"Well, about a week ago I got fired and it was just after I had spent all my money on the new lounge, it'll be ok, I'll find a new job." Monica now got up and began to walk to the bathroom.
"Mon, why didn't you tell us? We can help you out," Rachel got up and followed her.
"Thanks", Monica said smiling, "I just couldn't bring myself to admit it, but it'll be ok now, I'll go have a shower and then go start looking for a job."
Rachel gave her a friendly hug and then decided to go start packing for the weekend, she was highly anticipating it. She began to daydream, a weekend … at a beach … with Ross. What! With Ross! Where did that come from? Rachel! What are you thinking? Stop, you don't like Ross. Or do you?
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