Angel's bakery - very slow updates

The one with the east German laundry detergent.

We were sat altogether in the coffee house Joey was sat backwards on a chair and I was in the floor in front of him with my head against the backrest, while he attempted to balance his empty coffee cup on my head. Chandler, Pheebs and Mon were sat on the couch with Rachel stood next to them while Ross was in the armchair.

"Will you let it go? It's not that big a deal" Mon tries to get her brother to change subject but he was adamant to continue. "Not that big a deal? Its amazing, okay? You just reach in there. There's one little manoeuvre. And bam, a bra, right out the sleeve. As far as I'm concerned there is nothing a guy can do that even comes close."

"Can you do that?" Joe looks down at me and I tilt my head back to look up at him. I smile and reach up to tug on a strand of hair gently. "Yeah, but I'm not wearing one today." I wink playfully before turning back to the others, already feeling Joe trying to get a glimpse down my top. 

"Oh, come on, you guys can pee standing up" Rach tries to argue and Chandler pipes in with his usual humour making Joey laugh "We can? Okay, I'm trying that."

"Alright you know what blows my mind. Women can see breasts anytime they want. You just look down and there they are. How you get any work done is beyond me." I shake my head at Joey's words and flick his leg since I couldn't be bothered to hit him.

"Okay, you know what I don't get? How guys can do so many mean things and then not even care." There was a moment of silence after Phoebes words before Ross blurts out "Multiple Orgasms" As a form of argument, I snort in amusement when I see how many people stopped to look at him before continuing on with their days

"So Saturday night, date night, Saturday night, Sa-tur-day night!" Chandler does a weird dance as he says this and I have to duck multiple times to avoid being hit. I was currently sat with my back against the arm of the sofa and my leg over Joey's lap. Ross sat on the other side and Phoebe was sat on the floor leaning against the sofa. "No plans huh?" Joe asks as he hold a coffee cup in one hand and lets me draw a cupcake on the inner side of his wrist, on the other hand.

"Not a one." I smile at Chandler's reply as he finally sits down.

"Not even, say breaking up with Janice?" Ross questions as I draw the last of the little heart shaped sprinkles on the cupcake.

"Oh, right, right. Shut up."

"Chandler, no one like breaking up with someone. You just got to do it." I turn my attention to Mon and give the pen back to Pheebs since I had borrowed it from her anyway. 

"I know, but it's just so hard, you know? You're sitting there with her. She has no idea what's happening. And then you finally get up the courage to do it. And then there the horribly awkward moment when you've handed her the note..."

I turn slightly to look at him "You're joking right. You break up over a note, what are you, in fifth grade ?" I ask him and his simply shrugs in response, making me roll my eyes. 

"Why do you have to break up with her? Be a man. Just stop calling." I slap the back of Joey's head for that one "Was almost proud of you then. Was so close" I hold up my index and thumb with a small space between them.

"If you want I'll do it with you" Pheebs offers "No, I think she'd feel like we're ganging up on her."

"No I mean you break up with Janice and I'll break up with Tony." 

"Oh, You're breaking up with Tony?" Mon asks, genuinely sounding sad for her friend. 

"Yeah, I know he's sweet, but it's just not fun anymore. I don't know if it's me or his hunger strike, or..." She tails off and I reach over to give her head pats, knowing it would her her feel better. "It's definitely the hunger strike, Pheebs."