American drama of life

Chapter 130 Girlfriends Night (2 chapters in 1, please subscribe!)
"Thank goodness, Monica, you're here~"

The beautiful bride in a white wedding dress turned her head and saw Monica, she immediately expressed joy and excitement: "I went to your apartment just now, but you weren't there, and a guy with a sledgehammer said you might be here, but you were really there This~”

"Would you like a cup of coffee?"

The waiter asked sympathetically.

"Decaf."

Monica took the initiative to remind, and then pulled the bride Rachel to greet everyone: "Okay, everyone, this is Rachel, another survivor of Lincoln High School."

Then introduce everyone to Rachel: "Rachel, this is the big guy, this is Chandler, Phoebe, Joey, you remember my brother Ross?"

"Hi~"

Rachel waved slightly and smiled.

"Hi~"

Rose's eyes became magical.

"Please don't say that famous line."

Chandler couldn't help sneering.

"..."

Ruston suddenly broke free from the fantasy shining into reality. Seeing Rachel looking at him curiously, he was afraid that she would ask what the classic quote was. When he got nervous, he immediately returned to his high school demeanor and movements.

Seeing this, Rachel smiled, and didn't ask any further questions.

In her eyes, Ross is just a freak brother of her best friend who has a crush on her.

There are too many such people.

"Hi, Luke."

Rachel greeted the ignored Luke.

"Hi."

Luke smiled at her, then looked at Monica.

"What are you thinking? Leave!"

Monica understood his eyes and yelled at him in confusion.

"Okay, I didn't say anything."

Luke raised his hands in surrender, stood up and nodded to Rachel with a smile: "Nice to see you again."

He knew his turn with Monica had arrived.

Before, Monica was unwilling to talk to him anymore, but now that Rachel appeared, the previous bet would become something that Monica with obsessive-compulsive disorder had to face.

Even if he doesn't look for her anymore.

She will take the initiative to find him again.

And as long as the bet is fulfilled, no matter how angry he was before, he will be vented.

"It's nice to see you again, too."

Rachel looked from Monica to Luke, her eyes brightened.

After Luke left.

"Are you guys at odds?"

Rachel looked at Monica gossipingly.

"You still have the nerve to ask me?"

Monica complained: "Let's talk about yourself first, should you say it yourself now, or wait for the four wet bridesmaids to chase after you and say it for you?"

"I have nothing."

Rachel's smile stagnated, and she concealed: "I just don't want to get married all of a sudden."

"The reason?"

Ross blurted out.

"It's not like you suddenly awakened, right?"

Chandler joked.

Ross immediately glared at Chandler.

He feels Chandler has been targeting him lately.

"To shut up."

Monica glared at the two of them, then looked at Rachel: "Speak."

Emmm.

She wants to know exactly how she lost!

And at such a moment!
She wants to know if this is a revelation from God!
"Ok."

Rachel's eyes twinkled when she saw this, and she began, "About half an hour before the wedding, I was in the gift room, looking at the sauce bottle.

It was a stunningly beautiful Limoges fine porcelain sauce bottle, and then I suddenly realized that I was happier looking at the sauce bottle than I was at Barry. Isn't it normal? "

"How do we know that?"

Phoebe laughed. "We haven't seen the Limoges porcelain sauce bottle again."

"It's not normal!"

Monica glared at Phoebe, then touched Rachel's shoulder, and said, "In a normal marriage, both husband and wife should be united because of love, and treat each other as true love, true love is the only one, there is nothing else or anyone else Can be replaced!!!”

In the end, her voice soared to the limit in an instant.

"Feel sorry."

Seeing that everyone in the cafe was looking at her, Monica forcibly suppressed the anger surging in Ren and Du's two veins because of the association with Luke, looked around apologetically, and then reluctantly smiled at Rachel : "You are normal, keep talking."

"Ok."

Rachel was stunned: "Where did I come from?"

"A sauce bottle is more delightful than your fiancé."

Rose reminded.

"Correct."

Rachel stroked her train of thought before continuing, "I freaked out anyway, and then it occurred to me that Barry really looks like Mr. Potato Head."

"what?"

Everyone was surrounded.

"I understand. Some people also say that I look like the ape-man in our museum."

Ross laughed to himself.

"This person is wrong, you are obviously like that star, who is that?"

Chandler laughed, but couldn't remember the star's name for a moment.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Monica was dissatisfied.

"I mean, I've always thought he looked familiar, but I never made the connection until half an hour ago."

Rachel said: "I started thinking who am I, where am I, what am I doing?"

"You're Rachel, you're in New York, you love french fries, but you don't want to marry french fries~"

Chandler joked.

"Anyway, I must get out of there."

Rachel glanced speechlessly at Chandler, who couldn't stop teasing, and then looked at Monica: "I don't know where to go, I know we were a little estranged before, but you are the only one I have in this city People you know."

"And haven't been invited to the wedding yet."

Monica added.

"Oh, I just wish we wouldn't talk about it."

Rachel sneered.

"Ok."

Monica didn't mention it graciously, but still looked at Rachel suspiciously: "That's it?"

"Is that not enough?"

Rachel said something and lowered her head to drink her coffee.

"Of course not enough!"

Monica doubted: "This is an upcoming wedding, your parents are all present, looking at your wedding dress, you know that this wedding cost a lot, you will run away and leave everyone there just because of this?

Don't get me wrong, I don't doubt that you can do such a thing.

In this regard, I will always trust you!
It's just that I believe in the roar of your father, Dr. Green, also has a certain power.

You don't want to face your dad yelling at you for this, if only for that. "

In the world of American dramas, the wedding is usually organized by the woman's family.

Rachel's dad was a rich doctor, and it was easy to pay a fortune for the wedding.

But Monica, as Rachel's former girlfriend, knows that although Dr. Green is rich, he is very concerned about whether the money is worth it.

If such a large amount of money was wasted because of a sudden thought, Dr. Green, who is good at yelling, would definitely not stop yelling just because Rachel is his little padded jacket.

The Green family has three daughters, three little padded jackets.

Nobody is essential.

"Woooooo."

Facing Monica's puzzled and wise eyes, Rachel didn't know how to answer, so she immediately resorted to her ultimate trick and started crying.

"This is the happiness of my life. I do it as soon as I get emotional. How can I be so thoughtful? My father will definitely scold me later, woo woo woo."

"..."

Monica's mouth twitched.

Even if she knew what Rachel was hiding, facing a crying bride, the kind-hearted woman couldn't ignore other people's strange eyes and continued to question her, so she could only hug Rachel and start to comfort her.

"Let's go to my apartment first, lest others think we are filming a TV series."

Monica suggested.

"Who is the hero?"

Chandler laughed at himself: "It's not me anyway."

"You can always find Joey if you need anything."

Joey showed the classic 'how you doing' expression to Rachel.

"Shut up! She's the bride!"

Monica said angrily: "Until she is divorced, you are not allowed to strike up a conversation with her!"

"ok, ok."

Joey raised his hands in surrender, and complained, "I'm not Luke, don't take all your anger at Luke on me."

"What did you say?!"

Monica's voice immediately soared to the sky again.

"It's nothing."

Joey was shocked, and quickly laughed along with him.

"enough!"

Monica said to Chandler who was about to start a joke: "Tonight is girls' night, don't come with you."

"Ok."

Both Joey and Ross were photographed under Monica's power, sitting on the sofa and leaning back to agree.

"Sounds fantastic."

Chandler stood up, clapped his hands and laughed, "Girls' Night ~ Go! Go! Go!"

Seeing that Monica stared at him without any intention of joking, she immediately sat down low and laughed at herself, "Sorry, I accidentally said what was on my mind again."

Monica and Phoebe escorted the bride, Rachel, to the upstairs apartment.

"What's up with you and Luke?"

Rachel couldn't help but wonder.

"Men are pig heads!"

Monica scolded.

"Correct."

Rachel was taken aback for a moment, then nodded immediately: "Men are pig heads!"

"Looks like we have a theme for our girls' night."

Phoebe laughed, "I guess you haven't eaten yet, how about we order a pizza and eat and drink while complaining about the pigs?"

"Great idea!"

Rachel's eyes lit up.

In order to wear the most beautiful wedding dress, she has been hungry for a long time.

Now that the wedding is no longer held, she has no reason to continue to starve herself.

"I'll order some pizza delivery."

Monica also had countless flaws that she wanted to confide in, so she answered immediately.

"Or should I have some?"

Phoebe suggested tactfully.

"why?"

Monica looked over sensitively: "You think I can't order?"

"No."

Phoebe shuts up immediately, sticks her tongue out at Rachel, and they all walk into the apartment, listening to Monica order pizza.

"When did she become like this?"

Rachel looked at Monica who was endlessly explaining various detailed requirements, and asked Phoebe in a low voice.

"Isn't she like this in high school?"

Phoebe was surprised.

"A bit."

Rachel shook her head: "Anyway, it's not as exaggerated as it is now!"

"Then you are very happy."

Phoebe sighed: "It seems that losing weight has strengthened her obsessive-compulsive disorder to what it is now. How much I want to know the former Monica who is not so obsessive-compulsive."

"You just feel that way now."

Rachel scoffed.

The two began to complain about Monica in their eyes in a low voice.

"what are you guys saying?"

Monica finally finished ordering pizza delivery, put away the phone, seeing them like this, couldn't help but smiled curiously.

"It's nothing."

Rachel and Phoebe smiled at each other and shook their heads.

"Let's have some red wine to calm the shock."

While pouring the wine, Monica said, "It's still early, Rachel, you'd better call Dr. Green and the others first, and don't let them worry about you."

"I don't want to fight."

Rachel shook her head immediately.

"Are you going to never see them again for the rest of your life?"

Monica handed the red wine to Rachel and Phoebe respectively, complaining.

"It's not impossible."

Rachel's eyes flashed, and her tone was a bit wrong.

"Hey, are you mad at them?"

Phoebe was surprised: "What happened to them? Is the wedding not grand enough?"

"No."

Rachel hesitated to speak.

"Tonight is girlfriends' night, I thought we became girlfriends again?"

Monica said excitedly.

"It's not dark yet."

Rachel pointed outside and said.

"That's because you didn't drink what was in your glass."

Monica drank the wine in the glass proudly.

Recently, she is too depressed and needs a channel to vent.

"drink!"

Monica motioned to Rachel after finishing her drink.

"Ok."

Seeing this, Rachel gritted her teeth and drank a glass of red wine.

With Monica watching, Phoebe could barely do it.

"A man is a pig's head!"

Monica poured another glass for everyone, then raised her glass and said.

"A man is a pig's head!"

After drinking a glass of wine, Rachel finally began to vent her thoughts, and raised her glass empathetically.

"A man is a pig's head!"

Phoebe thought it was so funny, she also learned to shout, and laughed out loud as soon as she finished shouting.

"So, what's the matter with you?"

After another drink, Monica put her arms around Rachel's exposed shoulders and asked urgently.

"You speak first!"

Rachel put her hand on her heart that was beating fast because of drinking fast wine, and said a little drunk.

"Ok!"

Monica also got drunk, and poured herself another drink: "I have nothing to say! My pig's head looks like that, everyone knows what will happen, do you need me to say anything else?"

"Hahaha."

Phoebe laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

Monica shouted dissatisfied: "What is your identity here tonight? Are you my best friend, or that pig's good sister?"

"Of course it's your best friend."

Phoebe restrained her laughter a little, and said with a pursed smile, "What we're talking about tonight is that men are pig heads, and I'm on your side! Let me also talk about my pig head, you know, he actually likes it Eat chalk heads! Hahaha!"

"Alas!"

Rachel immediately looked disgusted: "Then you and him now?"

"Of course it is."

Phoebe shrugged and smiled, "I'm not a blackboard~although I liked it at first~"

"Karl doesn't deserve you!"

Monica continued: "But compared to my pig head, Carl is actually pretty good. You can't believe what weird things my pig head has done!"

"Tell me about it!"

Rachel smirked.

"he……"

Monica starts telling what she knows about Luke's romantic past.

"You can accept this?"

Rachel's eyes blurred.

"At first I thought I couldn't take it."

Monica said: "Then I accepted it. Just when I thought I could accept it, I suddenly realized that I really couldn't accept it. I'm really useless, woo woo woo."

At the end, he began to cry.

"Luke is such a pig!"

Phoebe immediately put her arms around her and scolded Luke: "You are so nice, and he made you so sad."

"I'm not good enough, woo woo woo."

Monica cried: "Otherwise, why do I always meet such pig heads!"

(End of this chapter)