The Six Finally Came Together

Long Island, New York.

The Green Family Villa.

"Amy."

"Don't speak..."

The wicked dentist reveals his true, despicable nature.

Soon after, Amy glanced smugly at Rachel, who was fast asleep beside her, and without saying a word, skillfully slipped out.

Clearly, this is not the first time this has happened.

A while later, just as the wicked dentist was about to fall asleep from exhaustion, another figure skillfully slipped in.

"Mindy?"

"Don't speak..."

"Wait a minute."

It's another familiar face.

Even if a dentist has a receding hairline and is not particularly good-looking, his high income completely overshadows all his shortcomings, making him the object of pursuit for most women.

The saying goes, "Beware of fire, theft, and best friends." As Rachel's chief bridesmaid, Mindy's methods are clearly not comparable to Rachel's, who can rely solely on her looks and a red cheerleader outfit. She had already secretly hooked up with the wicked dentist.

This is something that most men find too hard to refuse.

This time, however, the wicked dentist had no choice but to speak up, not because he had a change of heart, but because his body simply couldn't take it anymore.

Mindy's disapproving look made the wicked dentist unable to bring himself to refuse. He could only make an excuse to go to the bathroom, find the magical potion in the blue bottle, grit his teeth, and swallow it.

Being a man is tiring, being a scumbag is even more tiring!

They're worse than animals!

The wicked dentist made this accusation in his heart, but of course, only in this state of enlightenment; at other times, he would still be a beast.

Beside the bed, Rachel wore a happy smile, lost in a dream...

One month later.

Downstairs at Adam's apartment building.

A group of people surrounded Adam's newly bought SUV, examining it closely.

"Hmm, what a muscular car!"

"Adam, why don't you buy a sports car? Wouldn't Porsche 930 be better?"

"Yeah, Porsche are so cool."

"I think it's great!"

Of all the people, only the 'manly' Monica liked Adam's new car.

"Take us for a drive."

"Of course, no problem."

Adam had anticipated this traditional activity, and skillfully invited everyone to get in the car. Monica, having spoken up, was invited to sit in the passenger seat.

Chandler, Joey, and Phoebe sat in the back row, while Ross was nowhere to be seen.

Lately, he has been busy finishing up his divorce with Carol.

Yes, no matter how much Ross threatened to sign the divorce papers or begged Carol not to, it didn't change the final outcome.

Carol was determined to get a divorce, and Ross had no choice but to sign it with tears in his eyes.

The apartment was left to Ross, and Carol moved out.

It wasn't that Carol was particularly generous; it was just that the apartment was rented.

With Ross's meager salary and having only worked for a few years, it's impossible for him to afford a house in New York.

Small cars have their advantages, and large cars have their imposing presence.

Adam drove everyone around the outskirts of the city and stopped next to a coffee shop.

This café, called ' Central Perk,' is the converted bar where Monica and her friends used to hang out, and it has been open for several weeks now.

Chandler, who used to mock me for never wanting to hang out in coffee shops, has now become a regular there.

Simply put, it's right downstairs from the apartment building, the coffee is pretty good, and there are sofas for chatting.

Most importantly, compared to a closed apartment, although it doesn't have the "everyone knows what's going on" atmosphere of a bar, there are still quite a few people coming and going, and quite a few pretty girls pass by. If you're bold and shameless, you can still strike up a conversation with one.

Joey is a typical example.

This place has good food and beautiful girls; it's practically his paradise.

As the conversation flowed, the crowd began gossiping about Monica's latest relationship, egging her on to honestly disclose Monica boyfriend's flaws and the details of their dates...

"There's nothing to say, he's just my colleague."

Monica, with her rich experience, decided to fight to the end to avoid being gossiped about and criticized by everyone.

"Come on."

Joey complained, "He's already going on a date with you, there must be something wrong."

Is he hunchbacked or bald?

Chandler added insult to injury.

"Wait, is he eating chalk?"

Phoebe speculated, drawing on her own eccentric experiences. "I just don't want you to repeat the mistakes Carl and I made."

Monica could only roll her eyes and gesture for people to stop. "Everyone, don't get excited. This isn't even a date, it's just two people going out to eat, nothing inappropriate."

"It sounds like the same as my date."

Chandler quipped as usual.

As they talked, Adam's expression became somewhat strange, because Chandler recounted some of his obviously odd dreams.

"Ahem, Chandler."

"What's wrong?"

"It's best to keep these things to yourself."

Adam reminded him.

Chandler glanced around and noticed that everyone except Joey was looking at him strangely. A Gordon through his mind, and he shrugged, swaying his body, and said incredulously, "None of you have ever dreamed of something like this?"

"I've dreamt of being naked before, but your mom calling your brother? That's too surreal and bizarre."

Monica complained.

"You guys think it's weird too, right?"

Chandler breathed a sigh of relief, completely ignoring the other people's complaints, and started ranting to himself, "She's never called me!"

"The deeper the love, the deeper the wound."

Phoebe exclaimed.

"Please, don't interrupt, I want to hear what happens next."

"Joey called out."

Just as everyone was chatting enthusiastically, Ross pushed open the door and walked in, delivering another depressing "Hi."

Hi~≈~

"Again? What's wrong this time?"

Joey was speechless.

Monica explained, "Carol moved all her things out today."

"Oh."

Everyone suddenly realized.

Are you alright, darling?

Monica asked with concern.

"I felt someone put their hand down my throat, grab my small intestine, pull it out of my mouth, and then wrap it around my neck."

Ross unrestrainedly displayed his 'talent'.

"I'll get you a cup of coffee."

Monica stood up.

Ross sat down, Phoebe began trying to dispel the bad luck with Ross strange methods. Unfortunately, Ross didn't appreciate it, waving her hand to stop her and repeatedly saying, "I'm fine, don't worry, I'm great, everyone, I wish them happiness..."

"No, you can't!"

Monica immediately retorted.

"That's right, I won't! Screw her! She dumped me!"

Ross simply stopped pretending.

"Okay, I know you're in pain and angry. Do you know what you should be doing right now?"

Joey laughed.

"Please don't try to persuade me to go to a strip club again."

Ross rolled his eyes.

"Of course not..."

Joey shrugged and said, "Fine, I have no other choice."

"I don't have any other requirements, I just don't want to be single."

Ross said plaintively, "I just want to get married again..."

Before he could finish speaking, everyone turned to look at the door. Ross turned his head and his heart skipped a beat as a stunning bride in a white wedding dress pushed open the door and walked in.

PS: Thanks to book friend 20190501225443752 and Drunk Bookworm for the reward!