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"Lisa . . . " Ross looked through Rachel and Monica toward the blonde standing by the lamp post.
"Hey Ross. Who are these people?" Lisa walked over to Ross and kissed him hungrily on the mouth.
Rachel couldn't believe her eyes. This woman was all over Ross.
"So Ross who are your friends?" Lisa asked again a little annoyed.
Monica and Rachel walked over to the guys and introduced themselves to Lisa.
"Well it's nice to meet you both. Um, so Ross are we still going to the club?" The tension was building like a disease without a vaccine.
"I. . .don't . . . know?" Ross scratched his head trying to figure out what he should do.
Luckily Monica took the situation into her own hands. "Oh no. You guys go the club. Have fun. Rachel and I are going to unpack and get our bearings. Don't worry about us."
"And I am going to go with them." Chandler motioned towards Monica's direction.
"Okay. Are you sure? We can all go?" Ross suggested not noticing Lisa's disgusted face.
However, Monica and Rachel did notice and they didn't want to spend the night having uncomfortable silences with this, what looked to be, unwilling woman.
"All right. I guess I'll talk to you tomorrow." Ross said uneasily. He knew what was going on, but couldn't bring himself to reality. He wanted to keep pretending his relationship with Lisa was legit. But someone was making the path rough.
Someone he couldn't say no to. Someone his heart couldn't stray far from.
"Ross what's a matter? You've seemed down this whole night." Lisa and Ross had surfed the clubs, Ross not finding anything he wanted to do.
"I am . . . I am fine. Just thinkin'." He tapped his hand on the bar table and pointed to his current drink. "Another," he said raising his voice above the crowd. The bartender complied and poured Ross another drink. He took the drink, dropped it down his windpipes like it was water, and motioned for another.
"Ross I think you're drinking too much. Give it a break." Lisa tried to pry the drink out of Ross' stiff hand. She was starting to worry about him.
"Lisa, where's this going?" He was vague, but to the point.
Lisa thought about the question but decided to play it off. "What, what do you mean? We're having a great time." Her head started moving aimlessly around the bar, thinking about something else to talk about.
"I know we're having a great time. But you still didn't answer my question." His eyes were directed straight into her eyes. He needed an honest answer.
"Look Ross, lets not talk about this right now. You're drunk." She said turning her head to a person listening closely on their conversation, and giving him a 'everything's alright' smile.
"So maybe I am." Ross' voice rose an octave. "But I am finally thinking clearly. I know that seems ironic considering I am drunk, but sometimes throwing away your ambitions and getting wasted brings out the truth in people. And it's bringing out the truth in me now."
Lisa didn't know what to say or where this was going. All she could think of was how embarrassed she was.
"Ross what's going on. You're not making any sense. I am getting a feeling that there's something unresolved in your past." She had no idea.
"Lisa this isn't in my past. And it never will be."
To Be Continued...
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