Life Through the American TV Show World

The next day. 

Early morning. 

"Okay, let's go for a run." 

When Adam knocked on the door as usual, he was surprised to find Chandler already up and fully prepared. There was none of his usual reluctance to get out of bed—he was bouncing on his feet, clapping his hands, looking completely energized. 

"What's the good news?" 

Adam asked with a smile. 

"Nothing." 

Chandler feigned innocence. "Can't I just say I've grown to love running?" 

"Monica, do you believe that?" 

Adam turned to Monica, who was just stepping out of her apartment. 

"Susie complimented him." 

Monica hit the nail on the head. 

"Ohhh~" 

Adam dragged out the sound, looking as if everything suddenly made sense. 

"Alright, fine, I admit it." 

Chandler couldn't hold it in anymore. He rubbed his hands together and chuckled. "But seriously, running really works! Adam, thanks for the tip." 

"No problem," 

Adam said with a grin. "That's what friends are for." 

"Though, to be fair, it's not just the running." 

Chandler smirked. "Monica deserves a lot of credit too." 

"OMG~" 

Adam looked at the two of them in mock horror. 

"It's not what you're thinking." 

Monica rolled her eyes. "I just taught him a few techniques." 

"Yeah~" 

Chandler said with a dreamy look. "Some techniques that take the indescribable from 'pleasant' to 'so intense that if someone overheard, they'd think it was a murder scene and call the cops.'" 

"That effective?" 

Adam perked up. Suddenly, he remembered the iconic *Friends* moment when Monica taught Chandler. He hadn't thought about it before, but now he was definitely interested. 

"It's a technique designed from a woman's perspective—of course, it works." 

Monica laughed. "But Adam, I don't think you need it, do you?" 

"No one ever complains about having too many skills." 

Adam said seriously. "Making someone call the cops is easy. But making them think it's a full-scale massacre and call the military? Now that's true mastery." 

"Alright, I'll teach you later." 

Monica shrugged. 

Friends in sitcoms were always this open and carefree. Sometimes it left Adam speechless, but other times, he genuinely appreciated it. 

"Why wait? Teach me now." 

Adam urged, eager to learn. 

"Okay." 

Monica led them inside, sat them down on the couch, grabbed a pen and paper, and started drawing. 

"The human body can be divided into seven key zones." 

She quickly sketched a simple outline of a human figure and labeled seven areas. 

"Wow." 

Adam was impressed. "Monica, anyone who didn't know better would think you were a doctor." 

"I'm self-taught." 

Monica joked. "Do you want to hear this or not?" 

"Of course!" 

Adam nodded enthusiastically. 

Then, Monica gave them a lesson in combinations and sequencing using numbers 1 through 7—a lesson that would make most people blush. 

At crucial moments, she even added sound effects for emphasis, which left Adam completely fascinated. 

"Got it?" 

Monica finally snapped out of her teaching mode and smiled at Adam, who was still in shock. 

"Could you write down the number sequence? I kind of spaced out for a second." 

Adam admitted, completely straight-faced. 

Monica blushed, quickly scribbled the sequence on the paper, and tossed it to him. 

Even though she had done this before—when she and Rachel taught Chandler—it still felt a bit embarrassing. Back then, having Rachel with her gave her a psychological advantage. 

This time, it was just her, with Adam and Chandler sitting on either side of her. The dynamic was different. 

Adam carefully folded the paper and tucked it into his pocket. 

Then, the three of them headed downstairs for their morning run in Central Park, laughing along the way. 

After more than a month of consistent training, Chandler's breathing was much steadier while running. The results were obvious—no wonder Susie had praised his stamina. 

"By the way, Chandler, do you know Meredith Grey?" 

As they walked back after the run, Adam suddenly thought of last night's conversation with Juno and casually asked. 

"Meredith Grey?" 

Chandler's voice went up an octave. 

"Looks like you do." 

Adam raised an eyebrow in surprise. 

"Oh, I *definitely* know her." 

Chandler smirked proudly. 

"An ex-girlfriend?" 

Monica teased. "Or just a hookup?" 

"Hey! She was just a classmate, my junior." 

Chandler shot Monica a look. 

"Really?" 

Adam and Monica exchanged skeptical glances. 

"Okay, okay." 

Chandler finally gave in and grinned. "I'll tell you, but you *cannot* let Ross find out." 

"Why not?" 

Monica asked, puzzled. 

"OMG." 

Adam gasped. "Don't tell me Meredith is one of Ross's exes?" 

"No way!" 

Monica immediately dismissed the idea. "Remember? Ross started dating Carol back in college." 

"And?" 

Adam teased. "That doesn't necessarily mean anything." 

"Enough stalling." 

Monica ignored Adam and turned to Chandler. "Spill it." 

"Alright." 

Chandler smirked. "Meredith was a junior at our school—a total campus celebrity. Both Ross and I had a thing for her. One time, we ran into her at a party when she happened to be single. Naturally, we both wanted to make a move. 

But we ended up arguing over it. So, to preserve our friendship, we made a pact—neither of us would pursue her." 

"And then you broke the pact and secretly dated her?" 

Monica's eyes widened in disbelief. "Wow, Chandler, I never took you for that kind of guy." 

She gave him a look that screamed, *You, of all people? A traitor?* 

"Hey! Don't look at me like that." 

Chandler protested. "Ross betrayed me first! He knew I was head over heels for a certain girl, but he still made out with her behind my back. At the time, I was…" 

He trailed off, looking embarrassed. 

Because when he saw it happen, he had actually cried. 

Back then, he had genuinely believed she was *the one.* 

"You guys are unbelievable." 

Adam shook his head. "Pulling a full-on *double-cross* on each other? I knew Ross wasn't as innocent as he pretends to be." 

"Exactly." 

Chandler agreed. "So I went on a bunch of dates with Meredith—sometimes deliberately in Ross's usual hangouts, like the science lab. Totally justified." 

Monica rolled her eyes again. 

"Never would've guessed you had history with her." 

Adam mused. 

This really was a classic case of *small world.* 

Originally, there was about an 80% chance that Meredith Grey would end up in New York and become his colleague. But now, with this new connection, Adam felt the odds had shot up to 95%. 

Seeing Chandler looking so smug, as if his past with Meredith was something to be proud of, Adam couldn't resist bursting his bubble. 

"You sure Ross didn't do the same thing?" 

"Huh?" 

Chandler blinked. Then realization hit him, and his face darkened. 

"What?!" 

"Hahaha!" 

Monica burst into laughter. 

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