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"Oh thank God you shaved that horrible thing!" Quinn exclaimed to Chandler after walking in Central Perk to join her friends when she was done with work. His little Satan's goatee, as she and Joey had affectionately named it, was gone, his face now clean shaven.

"Yeah, yeah, shut up. Bonnie's telling a really interesting story," Chandler shushed her, barely glancing at her from where he sat with Ross and Bonnie, Phoebe's former bald friend, on the couch.

"And you say I'm unpleasant when I'm on my period," Quinn scoffed and joined Rachel, Monica and Joey at the counter instead. "Hey pet," she smiled at her boyfriend and greeted him with a kiss.

Joey's hand found its place at the small of her back before moving to her waist. "Hey baby, I already ordered you an iced tea."

"Oh, you are God sent," Quinn exclaimed with joy and pecked his lips once more. "It's so humid today, my hair was puffy like a lion's mane before Jonathon and Carla braided it for me," she motioned to the two braids on her head.

Monica grabbed the two plaits and pulled them up. "With your little curly strands in the front, you kinda look like Pippi Longstocking."

"And that's why I rarely wear my hair in two braids," Quinn said. She grabbed the glass of iced tea from Gunther and thanked him before taking a gulp of the refreshing drink. "So, what's going on?"

"Oh, nothing much," the brunette told her.

"So, your first sexual experience was with a woman?" They heard Chandler ask Bonnie.

"Alright, I was fifteen. It was my best friend Ruth and we got drunk on that hard cider and then suddenly, I don't know, we were... we were making out," Bonnie told her story.

"Tell it again," Chandler said, making Bonnie laugh and Rachel roll her eyes. "Seriously."

Quinn scoffed. "My first sexual experience also was with a woman yet you don't see him go all penis dumb over it."

"He knows not to," Joey gravely said, gripping Quinn's waist just a little harder and protectively pulling her closer to him. The thought of any guy thinking of his girlfriend in a sexual way made him jealous, even if he knew someone like Chandler would never think of her that way. Joey doesn't share his food and he sure as hell doesn't share Quinn.

"I mean, is that woman capable of talking about anything else but sex?" Rachel complained.

"Yeah, sure," Joey replied. "Well, you know, earlier she was talking about geography."

"Joey, she was listing the countries she's done it in," Monica told him.

"Well sorry for not paying attention, I was coming up with a list of countries Quinn and I should do it in," he defended himself.

Quinn chuckled. "I'd like to hear that list," she said in a low voice to her boyfriend while leaning closer into his chest.

"I only have Italy and Ireland on it since we've already done it in Canada," he answered sheepishly.

"Don't worry pet, I'll come up with a bunch of cool ones to add to the list," the redhead affectionately patted his chest.

"Hey you guys, look what I found!" Phoebe interrupted all conversations as she came barrelling in the coffee house, holding something in her hand. Her friends gathered around her. "Look at this, that's my mom's writing, look."

Chandler took the photograph from her hand and turned it over. "Me and Frank and Phoebe, graduation, 1965," he read aloud.

"Do you know what that means?" Phoebe asked excitedly.

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