Monica's POV
"GUYS! GUYS! GUYS! GUYS! GUYS!" Phoebe runs in. She sees I'm the only person in the room.
"GAL! GAl! Gal! gal!"
"What are you so excited about?" I asked her while putting my broom down.
"I'm not a masseuse anymore." Her smile widens
"Why are you so happy?" I chuckle.
"Because I got this new job where I don't have to rub sweaty, fat, people's backs, now shush!" She silences me.
"Okay. So what job did you get." I lean on the couch.
"I'm a web therapist!" She does a happy typing dance.
"Wh-what do you mean?" I curiously ask.
"I'm a therapist, on the web. See, I do three minute videochats with my patients. They tell me their problems, I tell them how to fix it. Plus, I don't have to go anywhere, I can go to other websites, I earn a thousand dollars a week, and it's all in the privacy of wherever I am. I can work in the bathroom for all I know. But I have to ask you something." She tells me.
"Anything." I say.
"You're the head chef right, fancy five restaurant. The old Rachel probably would have eaten there every night." She says.
"Yeah..." I sit.
"How much do you make an hour?" She sits on the coffee table.
"I don't know... about 45..50?" I reply.
"Good, cause I need to borrow 70 dollars." She transfers on the couch.
"Sure, Pheebs, I'll just go get my wallet." I walk away. "Wait a minute, why do you need $70?"
"Because I don't have a laptop. It costs $100. I have $330 in my bank account but I need the $300 for food, rent, TV, phone credits, and stuff. So I figured I'd use $30 and from the five of you, I'd ask for $14 each. That way I could get the laptop, not have to pay huge amounts to two or one of you, and still have enough to pay for my own bills" she explains.
"Wow! That's pretty smart for a chick that only made it to seventh grade" I cross my legs.
Phoebe leaned her head back and down. She seemed offended.
I shakily put my hand over my mouth. I get really nervous until Phoebe bounces, giggles, smiles, and bobs her head around.
"Hey!" I yell at her. She giggles as a reply. She's so cute.
"So, Am I looking at Dr. Buffay?" I smile.
"Nope! I changed my name to be a doctor!" She bobs her head
"What did you change it to?" I ask, anxiously.
"Doctor Cherryapple Husky Marmalade."
"So now we're gonna have to call you Cherryapple?"
"Hey! Chandler went out with a girl named Nina Bookbinder! You think Doctor Cherryapple Husky Marmalade is crazy."
"Well... I can't talk you out of this."
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If F.R.I.E.N.D.S was set Today
RandomImagine Rachel, Ross, Monica, Phoebe, Chandler, and Joey. What if they flashooed here to the 2010's and lived their life? Would Joey be on Tinder? Would the lesbian wedding have pushed through? IDK
