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"How you doin'?"

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"How you doin'?"

"How you doin'?"

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"What?"

Don't you love early mornings, when it feels like everyone is fast asleep and you're the only one who's awake. Everything feels like it isn't really real and you just kind of forget about all of your problems...yeah can't say the same thing.

There's this noise like a squeal that's been keeping me up all night. It's the rat, it's the fucking rat I just know it.
Yeah i thought it was gone too.

Last night was so amazing, i didn't know how much i missed and needed Roger in my life. We were inseparable to the point that we couldn't live without each other until that day, that stupid Monday morning he had to leave everything, me, and get back to America.

I don't blame him after all it's not his fault, he was just an exchange student for a small program, there wasn't a little girl in his plans when he went there.

We catch up, eat dinner and get a little drunk, just a little...It was Saturday, i think so i kinda wanted to stay in bed until a knocked on my door force me to get out of my oh so comfortable bed.

I open it and saw Rachel with the biggest smile stamped on her face and a black hair women with the same smile.

What's with these people and smiles?

Not even birds are this awake and joyful in a Saturday morning...or is it me who has a problem with happiness? i didn't realize growing up meant dying inside but hey it's whatever.

"Hi new neighbor!"

Oh hell no

"i'm Monica Geller nice to meet you, we just wanted to say welcome and if you ever need something don't hesitaste on coming to our apartment"

"Yes well i thought since you were new here and assume you were lonely, we bake you some welcome pie!" Rachel look so excited

"And by 'we' she mean I. I bake the pie" the Monica girl clarify the pie thing

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