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vocab_drabblesTitle: 'Swamped'
Fandom: Friends
Author:but_can_i_be_trusted
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Characters/Pairings: Phoebe Buffay, Monica Geller
Warnings: None
Notes: Crossposted todrabble_zone
Summary: Phoebe smirked, kneading away at her friend's weary shoulders.
Monica relaxed, sighing contentedly. "I know you hate giving me massages, Pheebs. So why are you giving me one today? And how did you know I'd had such a rough day at the restaurant?"
"Come on," Phoebe smirked, kneading away at her friend's weary shoulders. "You know I'm somewhat clairvoyant. I can usually sense when one of you needs my help. Plus, Joey took me out to lunch, so we both saw how swamped you were. You know that table that ordered seven plates of eggplant parmesan? Six of those were for Joey. Plus, he ate half of my serving!"
Fandom: Friends
Author:
but_can_i_be_trustedRating: G
Word Count: 100
Characters/Pairings: Phoebe Buffay, Monica Geller
Warnings: None
Notes: Crossposted to
drabble_zoneSummary: Phoebe smirked, kneading away at her friend's weary shoulders.
Monica relaxed, sighing contentedly. "I know you hate giving me massages, Pheebs. So why are you giving me one today? And how did you know I'd had such a rough day at the restaurant?"
"Come on," Phoebe smirked, kneading away at her friend's weary shoulders. "You know I'm somewhat clairvoyant. I can usually sense when one of you needs my help. Plus, Joey took me out to lunch, so we both saw how swamped you were. You know that table that ordered seven plates of eggplant parmesan? Six of those were for Joey. Plus, he ate half of my serving!"
