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zoe rolls out of her bed and checks the time: 2:16 a.m. today she wants to go back to the park, to see chandler of course.
she is interested in him and wanted to look nice. and remember that zoe never feels the need to look nice for anyone. zoe wouldn't even dress nice to meet the president. that's just who she is and nobody change that.
instead of wearing her coral sweater, zoe wears a blue one and black shorts. she always wears the coral sweater, and this is as close as it gets to nice for her.
today zoe doesn't watch the sun rise, she makes two cups of hot chocolate with large marshmellos and runs out the door.
chandler has the same morning routine: he finger-combs his hair and walks out of his apartment alone again. of course he never really has the thought of seeing zoe again; its just a one time thing.
this time, zoe arrives before chandler. she sits on the same cold metal green bench as she did yesterday, and does what she does best: waits silently.
she does watch the sun rise, but it isnt fully risen when chandler arrives, shocked but happy as ever. nobody has brought that big of a smile to chandler's face. no, not even pizza has.
they chat for hours on end. about their lives. just before chandler leaves he asks zoe for her phone number, and of course she gives it to him. she never uses much technology because zoe believes her blue slide phone 'does enough justice.'
chandler chuckles at her early 2000s phone and leaves her. but they are both smiling. they don't do that much.
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insomniacs [c.r.]
Fanfiction"can't sleep? me too." book 1/2 © copyright chanficcity 2015