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lyricaltitlesTitle: 'Hey, That Sounds Like My Luck: I Get the Short End of It'
Author:but_can_i_be_trusted
Fandom: Friends
Characters: Joey Tribbiani, Chandler Bing
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Notes: Crossposted to100words and anythingdrabble
Artist: Imagine Dragons
Album: Night Visions
Song: 'Underdog'
Summary: “Thanks,” he muttered, taking a swig.
“If Luck were a stick,” Chandler groaned, shucking his raincoat, “I’d have the short end of it today.”
Joey stared at his cold, dripping form, pushing a beer into his hand. “Dude, what happened? You look like you’ve been through the wringer!”
“Thanks,” he muttered, taking a swig. “When I left for work, I had to wait forever to get a cab, what with the rain. Then we were stuck behind some old tub. I could smell the exhaust fumes through the windshield. No cabs when I left work, so I had to walk home. And a truck splashed me.”
Author:
but_can_i_be_trustedFandom: Friends
Characters: Joey Tribbiani, Chandler Bing
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Notes: Crossposted to
100words and anythingdrabbleArtist: Imagine Dragons
Album: Night Visions
Song: 'Underdog'
Summary: “Thanks,” he muttered, taking a swig.
“If Luck were a stick,” Chandler groaned, shucking his raincoat, “I’d have the short end of it today.”
Joey stared at his cold, dripping form, pushing a beer into his hand. “Dude, what happened? You look like you’ve been through the wringer!”
“Thanks,” he muttered, taking a swig. “When I left for work, I had to wait forever to get a cab, what with the rain. Then we were stuck behind some old tub. I could smell the exhaust fumes through the windshield. No cabs when I left work, so I had to walk home. And a truck splashed me.”