1993

Joey has recently moved in with Chandler.

It was a late Friday night and both Chandler and Joey were home. Chandler didn't often have a date or anything going on, and Joey's date had canceled last minute. Joey was munching away at his fourth slice of pizza.

"So you don't have a girlfriend, huh?" he said in between bites. "There's no one you're sleeping with or anything?"

"Nope, nobody." Chandler replied, taking a swig of his beer.

"Anybody you interested in at least? You said you weren't gay right?" Joey asked, this time with a mouth full of pizza.

Chandler took another big gulp of his beer and exhaled loudly, pausing for a moment, wondering if he should say anything or not. He was on his second beer of the night and Joey seemed pretty trustworthy in the short week he had known him, so what the hell. "Well you're never going to believe this, but I'm kind of in love with the girl across the hall."

"Really?" Joey seemed genuinely intrigued. "And you're not doing her or anything?"

"No, I'm not "doing" her," Chandler replied, slightly annoyed, mentally kicking himself for saying anything. "She's my best friend's sister so it would be weird, you know? Plus, I don't think she's into me at all."

"You seem to go over there a lot for her not to be into you at all," Joey pointed out.

"We're just friends," Chandler shrugged. "That's all we'll ever be probably. I'm okay with that. We're pretty close and I don't want to do anything that would screw that up."

Joey reached for pizza slice number five. "She's so hot though, that's gotta be pretty damn hard for you not to sleep with her."

"No shit," said Chandler. "I just remind myself that her brother would literally kill me if I ever tried anything and that usually helps."

"Her brother is that guy with the lesbian wife, right?" Joey asked.

"Yeah, that's the one."

"I want to say his name is Ronald?"

"Ross actually." Chandler took another sip of beer. "Hey, keep all this to yourself about Monica, okay? She can't find out how I feel about her because it would mess everything up I have with her."

"Yeah sure, I won't say anything," Joey said as he mentally contemplated eating a sixth slice of pizza. "If you're so in love with her though, why do you live across the hall from her?"

That was a good question. Chandler reached for another beer and popped the top off. "Right after graduating college, I moved in with this guy who was an idiot and he got us evicted less than a few months after living there, so I had to find a place to live immediately. I guess Ross asked Monica if she knew of any vacancies here and she said this place was available so I moved in. I remembered meeting her a couple of times while I was in college but I didn't know her very well. We started hanging out and I realized she's one of the coolest people I know." Chandler was smiling now, partially because of the beer though. "I feel like I can tell her anything and I do. I tell her everything. Except this of course."

"Damn you've got it bad for her," Joey shook his head.

"I know man, I know." Chandler sighed.

~Present day…or rather, back to Chandler's walk, and his POV.

Somehow, I've wound up at the Empire State Building. I haven't been here for years, not since I was a kid and took a tour on a class field trip. I walk in and decide to pay to go the top because what else do I have to do today besides rip my heart out and smash it into a million pieces? The view at the top is phenomenal. I can see for miles. All I can think about though is Monica.

Maybe I shouldn't avoid her. If I avoid her, it will make things weird. But it will also be weird to be around her and have all those memories of that night. I will literally have to hold myself back from taking her into my arms and kissing her. Gosh, kissing her. I never thought it would be that wonderful to kiss someone. The way she kissed me back, it was as though she never wanted to stop.

I don't know how long I've been standing here, staring at the same building. The sun is starting to go down. Joey is probably wondering where the hell I am. My hand brushes against one of my pants pockets and I feel something in it. I reach inside and I pull out a small plastic baggy with Monica's earrings in it. I forgot I had these. She had left them in my room and I packed them for her. I now had a purposeful reason to go see her. I smiled and got on the elevator for the long ride down.

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