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Chandler's in the bar today. He's over by the fire place, which is the least-weird area he can find. As long as he doesn't focus on the fish, it almost feels like any other fire place.
He's been switching back and forth between cups of coffee, and cups of soup. He's even learned to ignore the fact that the waitstaff are rats.
Come say hello?
Fake!Tag: Chandler Bing
[ooc: Off for the night, but the thread is open until it scrolls. Tagging welcome, in the hopes of acclimatising poor Chandler, here. Back.]