Erika Garcia never really knew what to do with her life. There were times when she'd fall in love but it never ended well for her, it always somehow ended in heartbreak making it hard for her to fall in love.
But, when her best friend, Rachel Green...
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-THE ONE WITH THE LIST-
"Ross kissed me." Rachel said excitedly as she stood in front of the girls in Monica and Rachels apartment.
"No!" Phoebe yelled excitedly as Monica stood up.
"It was unbelievable." Rachel smiled widely before Phoebe and Erika stood up as well.
"We want to hear everything." Erika smirked.
"Monica, get the wine. Erika, unplug the phone." Phoebe instructed, Erika and Monica nodded before running to do their jobs, "Rachel, does this end well or do we need to get tissues?" Phoebe questioned as Erika unplugged the phone and rejoined them.
"It ended very well." Rachel nodded as she took off her jacket.
"Do not start without me! Do not start without me!" Monica exclaimed as she ran over with the wine and wine glasses.
"Let's hear about the kiss." Phoebe said once Monica sat down and started pouring the wine, "was it like a soft brush against your lips or was it like a 'I gotta have you now' thing?" Phoebe asked.
"At first, it was really intense, and then we just sort of sunk into it." Rachel sighed happily.
"So, was he holding you. or was his hands on your back?" Phoebe continued with the questions.
"Actually, first they started on my waist, and then, they slid up, and then, they were in my hair." Rachel answered making the girls moan.
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"All right, check out this bad boy." Chandler said as he opened his new computer, "12 megabytes of ram. 500 megabyte hard drive. Built in spreadsheet capabilities and a modem that transmits at over 28,000 BPS."
"Wow, can it get you a girlfriend so that you aren't boring us with this?" Erika rolled her eyes, Matthew laughed as Chandler glared at her, "I'm kidding, what are you going to use it for?"
"Games and stuff." Chandler sighed.
"There are no jobs." Monica groaned as she searched through the newspaper. "There are no jobs for me."
"Wait, here's one." Joey said, "would you be willing to cook naked?" Joey asked.
"There's an ad for a naked chef?" Monica questioned.
"No, but if you're willing to cook naked then you might be willing to dance naked." Joey smirked as Ross walked in.
