Daily American Drama

Central Park Cafe.

I want a million!

Seeing Ross shouting that he wanted to get married, a bride appeared, and Chandler, who is a small expert in daily complaints, immediately made a wish in a serious manner.

Rachel.

Monica recognized the person.

It was her best friend in high school, whom she met in a bar a year ago, and she bet she would never see her again in this life when she said falsely, we must have coffee together next time.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Adam, and seeing Adam making a gesture of counting money, she immediately had a headache.

500 knives!

Oh, God!

Why was she so confident in raising the bet at that time!

Given another chance... well, she still looks like she'll raise.

Monica~

Rachel looked over, and immediately rushed over excitedly, gave the bewildered Monica a warm hug, and said in multiple voices: Thank God, it's a good thing you're here, you're here~

The waiter asked, Would you like a cup of coffee?

Monica immediately reminded: Decaf!

She seriously doubts that Rachel is high.

Everyone, let me introduce you. This is my high school classmate, another survivor from Lincoln Middle School, Rachel Green.

Monica pulled her and introduced her to everyone.

Hi~

Hi~~

The previous normal hi, Adam and Phoebe.

The last rippling hi, it's Joey and Ross.

A year ago, trying to attract Rachel with billiards became the Chandler that Rachel said he had been crazy for a night when he met, but he just waved his hand with a slightly embarrassed expression.

Rachel's eyes were immediately attracted by Adam, it was such a strange and familiar face.

Monica introduced everyone to Rachel again: This is Chandler, Adam, Joey, Phoebe, and my brother Ross, remember?

certainly.

Rachel looked back with difficulty, and paused for a while on Chandler. She always felt that this man was a little familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere, but she didn't think much about it. She looked at Ross with a smile, and wanted to have a relationship with Ross, Monica. The strange brother gave a courtesy hug.

Hi~

Seeing his former dream lover appearing as a bride amidst his calls, Ross was already flustered with excitement. He never imagined that Rachel was going to hug him.

Seeing her coming, he instinctively stretched out his hand to shake it and was satisfied, but unfortunately he was still holding an umbrella in his hand, blocking Rachel directly, he was so flustered that he didn't dare to do anything, he just sat back and scolded himself in his heart Cursed to death.

So, what's the situation now?

After Rachel sat down, Monica teased, Do you want to wait for the four wet bridesmaids to come?

Things start half an hour before the wedding...

Rachel begins to tell the story of her escape from marriage.

It turned out that she was unwrapping presents in the gift room, and saw a beautiful sauce bottle, and played with it excitedly for a long time, and then she suddenly realized that she was more interested in this sauce bottle than her fiancé Barry.

She freaked out, and then another thought popped into her mind that her fiancé, Barry, really looked like Mr. Potato Head.

And then, all kinds of 'Who am I? Why am I doing this? Who am I doing this for? ’ Philosophical thoughts rolled in her mind.

So, she ran away from marriage.

...I don't know where to go, I know our relationship is a little distant, but you are the only person I know in this city...

Haven't been invited to the wedding yet.

Monica said quietly.

Oh~

Rachel shyly said, I can only hope it's not a problem~

Adam used his recently learned psychoanalysis to stand on the sidelines, but realized that the problem was not just what Rachel said, there must be other reasons.

Even this reason was the trigger for her subsequent series of reasons.

It's just that this reason may be too private, or she is not sure, and she didn't even notice it, so she didn't say it.

Of course, no problem.

Monica is such a generous person, and brought Rachel back to the apartment.

While Rachel was calling her dad to explain, Monica took out her pocket and counted, only $69, and handed it to Adam heartbroken: Pay the $69 first, and the remaining $431 tomorrow, no, Pay it back later.”

As a chef, her income is really not low, but she is a person who lives an exquisite life. She even prepared high-end dishes for the queen who could not appear in her house, so she couldn't save much money at all.

Otherwise, it would not have happened that after being unemployed for a period of time, she was so embarrassed that she had to borrow money from her parents.

Whenever possible, she would never open such a mouth.

You know, her parents, especially her mother, looked down on her in various ways, which has always been the biggest pain in her heart.

Every time her parents came to the apartment as a guest, she would make the preparations to the extreme. She even patted and patted the pillows of the sofa. The tension of the obsessive-compulsive disorder even scared her ex-roommate Phoebe.

for what?

Doesn't it just make her mother have nothing to say!

Monica, why do you owe Adam so much money?

Phoebe asked curiously.

Borrowing money between friends is an embarrassing thing in any country.

The so-called talking about money hurts feelings, and talking about feelings hurts money is definitely a wise saying.

Therefore, when getting along with friends, try not to talk about money.

I bet I lost to him.

Monica said depressed.

In the credit card society of the United States, $500 in cash is definitely a lot of money, and she really can't get it out for a while.

What bet?

Seeing Chandler laughing, obviously knowing the inside story, Phoebe immediately asked, she hated others knowing but she didn't, because it would make her feel like she was excluded from the circle of friends.

nothing.

Monica glanced at Rachel who was on the phone, and it was hard to say the bet back then.

What bet?

Phoebe was dissatisfied, and went directly to Monica's side, threatening: If you don't tell me, I will keep asking, what bet? What bet?

ok.

Monica could only raise her hand: We met Rachel at the bar last year, and she asked me to drink coffee next time, so I made a bet with Adam that I would never see her again, within 2 years, and the bet increased to 500! It's only been a year now, hell!

Seeing Adam accepting her money with a smile, Monica's stubborn temper of being competitive and unwilling to admit defeat came up again, and she pulled Adam to make another bet: Let's bet again.

What bet?

Adam laughed.

bet……

Monica thought and thought, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Rachel's wedding dress, and she had an idea: Just bet on whether Rachel and her fiancé who escaped from marriage can walk into the church again, I bet not! It's your turn!

Are you sure?

Adam looked at her strangely.

certainly!

Monica shouted confidently: I bet $500, but the time limit is still two years!

The probability of escaping marriage and remarrying is really very small. She doesn't believe that Rachel dares to walk into the church again, facing a large group of relatives and friends who were let go before... She is sure to win!

Adam grinned: Do you raise?