I'm supposed to upload this in fanfic.net, but i didn't know that they have this rule regarding new users blah, blah, so i decided to upload it here first. This is my first fan fic and I hope you like it. Please rate guys, thanks...
By the way, for those who are interested in the story, i'll paste the link to its fanfic.net page once i upload it. I've decided not to paste the complete story here, bcoz its gonna be a really long one, ,and I don't want to spam the page. thanks for understanding!
by the way, sorry if some of the references are old fashioned. Since the story is set in the 80s, i have to make it a bit realistic..
**Please note that the events that happened in this story are truly fictional (except for the first part, where it was loosely based from the movie can’t hardly wait), and are not in any way related to the events that happened on friends, or said to have happened. The characters are based from the top rating TV show, Friends…
By the way, I love Mondler, and thus the fan fic.
1986, Senior Year…
“Ooohhh, I can’t wait for senior year to start!” Monica exaltedly said to her friend, Rachel. “Rach, I can feel this would be the year…the year Chandler would finally notice that I’m alive.”
“Well Monica, it should be, because this is the last chance you’ve got with him…we’re off to college next fall.”
“I KNOW!!” Monica exclaimed.
Three whole years, Monica thought, three whole years wasted. “If only I was courageous enough to tell him how I feel three years ago, I would probably have him…or at least I wouldn’t waste three years on this stupid crush...”
She can still remember vividly, the first day of freshman year. The first day she saw Chandler.
Three years ago…
“Rachel, I hate myself.”
“Monica, would you please stop pitying yourself…you look normal, like you always do everyday.”
“That’s the problem. We’re already in high school, not in middle school. I want to pop, you know, stand out. I don’t wanna be plain Monica anymore.”
“Monica don’t you worry. With a little help, from me, your ever loyal best friend, I’m going to make you the most popular girl in high school!”
“That’s easy for you to say”, Monica whispered to herself. But as she observed Rachel primping infront of the mirror, she thought that her friend may have made a real point. Rachel was always the most popular girl in junior high, so she must know what she’s talking about.
Finally she made up her mind. “Hey Rach, come to think about it, I just might take you up on your offer.”
“Oh how wonderful!!! Finally, you’re my project this year! I’m telling you Monica, before the end of freshman year, you're gonna be one of the most popular kids in school, not to mention a really really cute boyfriend!”
Two weeks later, on the first day of high school, Rachel came to pick up Monica on the way to school. She rang the doorbell to the Geller’s home, and Ross got the door.
“Good morning Ross! Is Monica ready?”
Ross just stared at the vision in front of him.
“Uh, Ross, hello? I’m asking if Monica’s ready.” She waved her hand in front of his face.
“Oh, hi Rachel,” squeaked Ross. “Just go upstairs and get her. Mom has been calling her for an hour for breakfast, and she hasn’t been down.”
“It’s probably just the jitters. I’ve had a few myself this morning, but what the heck, I’m in high school!! I’m gonna rule the school!! Well, I'm going to get her now Ross, or we’ll going to be running late, and I don’t need detention today!”
“Okay. I'm just on my way out to school myself. By the way, Mom made pancakes for breakfast. Just help yourself if you want some, ‘kay?
“No prob!”
Ross sighed as his eyes followed Rachel running upstairs. “What a great start to my sophomore year, looking dumb in front of Rachel!” Ross then grabbed his bag from the couch and went out the door.
Rachel got upstairs and knocked on Monica’s door. “Mon, its me. Ross sent me up, and for a good reason too…we’re gonna be running late if you don’t hurry up girl.”
“Um, uh, I don’t think I can go to school today Rach. I think I’m coming down with something”, Monica then fake coughs.
“Monica, don’t you give me that excuse. That’s the worst fake cough I’ve ever heard! Remember, you’re talking to the master here! Nothing as stupid as that can get past me!! I’m coming in!” Rachel yelled.
“Oh yeah right…NOOOO RACHEL! I CAN’T LET YOU SEE ME LIKE THIS!!”
The door creaked as Rachel opened the door and suddenly…
“NOOOOO!!!!!!!!! MONICA WHAT HAPPENED??!!”
Rachel stared at the girl in front of her. Red spots were all over her face and neck, and her hair was fringed and frizzy.
“Monica…what happened to your face? Not to mention your hair!”
“I know! Rachel, help me.” Monica squeaked. “I…I don’t know what to do.”
“First, tell me what happened.”
“Well, I decided to go with the look we talked about yesterday, “ Monica started, “you know, crimped hair and makeup. But I can’t just borrow my mom’s iron and makeup, since she would ground me for life if I did, so I did a last-minute shopping to the store and bought the cheapest curling iron and makeup I could find. I didn’t know I was allergic to cheap makeup!” she cried.
“And the hair?” Rachel inquisitively said.
“Well, I left the iron a few seconds longer than it should be.”
“How long?”
“Three minutes”
“Oh my god! No wonder your hair looked like a grassfire after it was extinguished! Don’t you worry, I’ll think of something. Do you have a bonnet, or a hat of some kind? Or even a scarf, it’s more fashionable. And a hair serum or tonic.”
“I have a cap here. And i think mom has some hair serum. I'll just run into their room and get some.”
“It’ll work! And as for your face, hmm…” Rachel thought, and rummaged into her purse. “I have a cover-up here. Don’t you worry, this is the hypoallergenic type,” Rachel assured Monica when she saw her panicked expression. “I’ll just use this to lighten up the pock marks a bit, ‘kay?”
“Okay”, Monica quiveringly answered. After a few minutes…
“You can look in the mirror, Mon.”
As Monica hesitantly looked at herself in a mirror, she gasped. “You’re a magician, Rach!” She observed herself in the mirror. Almost all the spots are invisible, and as for her hair, Rach braided her hair loosely and inserted it through the cap’s back hole. She almost looked normal again. Rachel really outdid herself, she thought.
“Thanks, thanks… sometimes I can’t believe I even surprise myself. And now that you’re done, we really should get to school!! We only have 5 minutes before the bus arrives, and we have to run if we want to make it on time!!”
“Okay, just let me grab my things and let’s go!!”
****
“Monica, hurry!” Rachel shouted to Monica as they ran the steps towards the front door of the school. “we only have a few minutes before homeroom starts, and we have to find where it is!”
“I’m running, I’m running…ooops!” Monica fumbled, dropped her bag and spilled her things all over the front steps of the school.”
“What now??” Rachel frustratingly said.
“I just dropped my things, you go on, I’ll just pick this up…”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, yes I’m sure, I don’t want to make you late.”
“Okay, if you’re sure…see you later Mon, I really can’t have detention today, my mom would kill me if I bring home another detention slip!” Rachel ran towards the front door.
As Monica picked up her books, another hand picked up her notebook. She looked up to see whose hand it is, and she gasped.
“Need help?”
Standing in front of Monica is the cutest guy she’s ever seen in her entire life. He’s even cuter than Tom Cruise, she thought.
“I said, do you need help?” The guy smiled at her.
“Oh, yeah, sorry…I just dropped my books running on the way to school…maybe you should too, don’t mind me. I don’t want to make you late too. It’s enough to make myself get in trouble, but to bring somebody down with me would be a torture to my conscience!” I sound like a babbling idiot, she realized.
“Hey, don’t worry, I’m just being a good Samaritan here” the guy said, while picking up her book. “I saw someone who need help, and who better to help her but me, right? Besides, there’s no one here to help you. By the way, I’m Chandler. Are you starting freshman year too?”
“Yes I am. I’m Monica.” She smiled at him as she stood up and looked around. “Well, we got everything.”
“That’s nice to know...At least I made a friend today.” Chandler grinned. “Hey, I guess we better go in now, or the principal would probably kick our butts towards detention if she sees us.”
“You’re right. See you later Chandler, bye!” Monica said as they went their separate ways.
“Bye Monica, see you around too!”
As Monica ran towards the school, she couldn’t stop grinning. I can’t believe my luck, she contemplated, maybe things would really get a whole lot better for me in high school. I can’t wait to tell Rach!! Monica then checked her bag and realized that the cute guy forgot to hand over to her her notebook! Ey, it doesn’t matter, she assured herself, nothing’s written in there anyway…
Back to 1986…
Yeah right, Monica thought. Since their unforgettable rendezvous in the front steps, she never got to “see him later.” The next time she saw Chandler, he was surrounded by cheerleaders, and she never got the guts to come up to him and announce herself. As for Rachel’s makeover plan, she blew that off as well. Seeing Chandler flirting with other girls just got her heart out of the project. Ever since their memorable moment, everything about her seemed to revolve around Chandler. Chandler this, and Chandler that.
“Honestly Mon, I don’t even know why you keep pining for the guy.” Rachel stated. “He doesn’t even notice you, let alone kept his promise to ‘see you around’. I’m telling you, just move on honey, and find yourself a new man! There’s a lot of fish in the sea, Mon. Just throw in the line, they’ll bite on your worm then reel them in! Maybe Chandler’s just not a worm man, or a worm fish, if you know what I mean!”
“Try telling my heart that. I did but, it doesn’t seem to listen. It just keeps beating, beating for Chandler! Aw, I hate myself for saying that, I sound so mushy!” Monica quipped, hitting herself on the head.
“You know what they say about people who are in love, they’re so mushy they don’t even know it!!” Rachel suddenly diverted her eyes behind Monica, and tugged on Mon’s sweater. “Uh Mon, puppy love alert! Now’s your chance to snag him, he’s alone!!”
“Are you crazy, I can’t do it now! We have to have a well-laid plan before I put it in action.”
“At least say hi!” Rachel quipped, “Here’s your chance -- hi Chandler!” Rachel said as Chandler passed by.
“Hi Rachel, hi Monica!” Chandler greeted them with a matching smile. “How’s your summer?”
I can't believe he knows my name, Monica bewildered with shock, stared at the floor. All words flew out of her brain.
“Oh really great, right Mon?” Monica just nodded, and kept staring at the floor.
“Uh, okay. Well see you around Rachel. You too Monica.” Chandler said and gave them another dazzling smile.
“Same to you Chandler, bye!” Rachel said, then turned to Monica. “Why did you just stand there like a statue? You didn’t even say anything, much less a hi!!” Rachel frustratingly told Monica.
"Do you think I like looking stupid in front of him? Its not because I don’t want to, but I can’t, I really can’t!” Monica was yelling in hysteria.
“Okay, okay calm down Mon. I’m sorry. Its just that I gave you your chance, and you blew that off again. At least, he knows your name, if that could be considered a 'headway'. Fine, let’s do it ‘your way. Tonight, I’ll come by your house and we’ll start the planning process, okay?”
“Okay, “ Monica answered. “But I think it’s better if I come to your house instead. Ross’ geek friends are coming over earlier, and they might get a little rambunctious discussing evolution or something like that, whatever, and I don’t want to spend my makeover session hearing about Darwin or Lucy or whatever. I’ll come around 8:30, is that okay?”
“Perfect actually. Chip invited me to an early dinner at their house so I’ll just be getting home around that time too.” Rachel affirmed.
“Okay see you then!” Monica waved to Rachel as she entered her classroom.
******
Three years, Chandler thought as he walked to his next class. Three years that he has been haunted by the girl he met freshmen year. The first girl he met in high school actually, and the first girl he ever fell in love with.
“Why can’t I ask her out? Could I be any more lamer?” Chandler contemplated aloud.
“Yeah man, why can’t you ask her out?” His best friend Joey appeared behind him and patted him on his back. “I saw you earlier, you finally got the guts to sorta talk to her, why didn’t you take the plunge and asked her out?”
“Man, Monica’s not an ordinary girl. I know she’s not the type of girl who would go out with the next guy who asks her out in a crowded school hallway. She’s worth more than that. If I would ask her out, it’d have to be in a special way.” Chandler stated.
“Man, I’m telling you, that girl gets hotter every year. If you don’t ask her out right away, somebody will, and you would spend the rest of your life pining for your unrequited love…” Joey said, chuckling. Seeing that a cute girl was about to pass, Joey yelled to her, “How you doin?”,and the girl giggled.
Chandler hardly noticed what happened. “You’re right man. I gotta take the plunge sometime soon. All I know is I’ve waited long enough, and I don’t think I could let my chance for true happiness pass me by any longer.”
“Yeah buddy, that’s the spirit!” Joey cheered. “Honestly man, I can’t believe you. I mean you’ve dated about three-fourths of the cheerleading squad already without shuddering, not to mention half the population of the girls here in school has a crush on you, a feat that brought you up to your James Bond status with the guys in this school. But with this girl, a simple, not-so-popular girl, you have a hard time asking out? I can’t figure that out man!”
“Me too man,“ Chandler wondered, “me too.
*****
To be continued…
By the way, for those who are interested in the story, i'll paste the link to its fanfic.net page once i upload it. I've decided not to paste the complete story here, bcoz its gonna be a really long one, ,and I don't want to spam the page. thanks for understanding!
by the way, sorry if some of the references are old fashioned. Since the story is set in the 80s, i have to make it a bit realistic..
**Please note that the events that happened in this story are truly fictional (except for the first part, where it was loosely based from the movie can’t hardly wait), and are not in any way related to the events that happened on friends, or said to have happened. The characters are based from the top rating TV show, Friends…
By the way, I love Mondler, and thus the fan fic.
1986, Senior Year…
“Ooohhh, I can’t wait for senior year to start!” Monica exaltedly said to her friend, Rachel. “Rach, I can feel this would be the year…the year Chandler would finally notice that I’m alive.”
“Well Monica, it should be, because this is the last chance you’ve got with him…we’re off to college next fall.”
“I KNOW!!” Monica exclaimed.
Three whole years, Monica thought, three whole years wasted. “If only I was courageous enough to tell him how I feel three years ago, I would probably have him…or at least I wouldn’t waste three years on this stupid crush...”
She can still remember vividly, the first day of freshman year. The first day she saw Chandler.
Three years ago…
“Rachel, I hate myself.”
“Monica, would you please stop pitying yourself…you look normal, like you always do everyday.”
“That’s the problem. We’re already in high school, not in middle school. I want to pop, you know, stand out. I don’t wanna be plain Monica anymore.”
“Monica don’t you worry. With a little help, from me, your ever loyal best friend, I’m going to make you the most popular girl in high school!”
“That’s easy for you to say”, Monica whispered to herself. But as she observed Rachel primping infront of the mirror, she thought that her friend may have made a real point. Rachel was always the most popular girl in junior high, so she must know what she’s talking about.
Finally she made up her mind. “Hey Rach, come to think about it, I just might take you up on your offer.”
“Oh how wonderful!!! Finally, you’re my project this year! I’m telling you Monica, before the end of freshman year, you're gonna be one of the most popular kids in school, not to mention a really really cute boyfriend!”
Two weeks later, on the first day of high school, Rachel came to pick up Monica on the way to school. She rang the doorbell to the Geller’s home, and Ross got the door.
“Good morning Ross! Is Monica ready?”
Ross just stared at the vision in front of him.
“Uh, Ross, hello? I’m asking if Monica’s ready.” She waved her hand in front of his face.
“Oh, hi Rachel,” squeaked Ross. “Just go upstairs and get her. Mom has been calling her for an hour for breakfast, and she hasn’t been down.”
“It’s probably just the jitters. I’ve had a few myself this morning, but what the heck, I’m in high school!! I’m gonna rule the school!! Well, I'm going to get her now Ross, or we’ll going to be running late, and I don’t need detention today!”
“Okay. I'm just on my way out to school myself. By the way, Mom made pancakes for breakfast. Just help yourself if you want some, ‘kay?
“No prob!”
Ross sighed as his eyes followed Rachel running upstairs. “What a great start to my sophomore year, looking dumb in front of Rachel!” Ross then grabbed his bag from the couch and went out the door.
Rachel got upstairs and knocked on Monica’s door. “Mon, its me. Ross sent me up, and for a good reason too…we’re gonna be running late if you don’t hurry up girl.”
“Um, uh, I don’t think I can go to school today Rach. I think I’m coming down with something”, Monica then fake coughs.
“Monica, don’t you give me that excuse. That’s the worst fake cough I’ve ever heard! Remember, you’re talking to the master here! Nothing as stupid as that can get past me!! I’m coming in!” Rachel yelled.
“Oh yeah right…NOOOO RACHEL! I CAN’T LET YOU SEE ME LIKE THIS!!”
The door creaked as Rachel opened the door and suddenly…
“NOOOOO!!!!!!!!! MONICA WHAT HAPPENED??!!”
Rachel stared at the girl in front of her. Red spots were all over her face and neck, and her hair was fringed and frizzy.
“Monica…what happened to your face? Not to mention your hair!”
“I know! Rachel, help me.” Monica squeaked. “I…I don’t know what to do.”
“First, tell me what happened.”
“Well, I decided to go with the look we talked about yesterday, “ Monica started, “you know, crimped hair and makeup. But I can’t just borrow my mom’s iron and makeup, since she would ground me for life if I did, so I did a last-minute shopping to the store and bought the cheapest curling iron and makeup I could find. I didn’t know I was allergic to cheap makeup!” she cried.
“And the hair?” Rachel inquisitively said.
“Well, I left the iron a few seconds longer than it should be.”
“How long?”
“Three minutes”
“Oh my god! No wonder your hair looked like a grassfire after it was extinguished! Don’t you worry, I’ll think of something. Do you have a bonnet, or a hat of some kind? Or even a scarf, it’s more fashionable. And a hair serum or tonic.”
“I have a cap here. And i think mom has some hair serum. I'll just run into their room and get some.”
“It’ll work! And as for your face, hmm…” Rachel thought, and rummaged into her purse. “I have a cover-up here. Don’t you worry, this is the hypoallergenic type,” Rachel assured Monica when she saw her panicked expression. “I’ll just use this to lighten up the pock marks a bit, ‘kay?”
“Okay”, Monica quiveringly answered. After a few minutes…
“You can look in the mirror, Mon.”
As Monica hesitantly looked at herself in a mirror, she gasped. “You’re a magician, Rach!” She observed herself in the mirror. Almost all the spots are invisible, and as for her hair, Rach braided her hair loosely and inserted it through the cap’s back hole. She almost looked normal again. Rachel really outdid herself, she thought.
“Thanks, thanks… sometimes I can’t believe I even surprise myself. And now that you’re done, we really should get to school!! We only have 5 minutes before the bus arrives, and we have to run if we want to make it on time!!”
“Okay, just let me grab my things and let’s go!!”
****
“Monica, hurry!” Rachel shouted to Monica as they ran the steps towards the front door of the school. “we only have a few minutes before homeroom starts, and we have to find where it is!”
“I’m running, I’m running…ooops!” Monica fumbled, dropped her bag and spilled her things all over the front steps of the school.”
“What now??” Rachel frustratingly said.
“I just dropped my things, you go on, I’ll just pick this up…”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, yes I’m sure, I don’t want to make you late.”
“Okay, if you’re sure…see you later Mon, I really can’t have detention today, my mom would kill me if I bring home another detention slip!” Rachel ran towards the front door.
As Monica picked up her books, another hand picked up her notebook. She looked up to see whose hand it is, and she gasped.
“Need help?”
Standing in front of Monica is the cutest guy she’s ever seen in her entire life. He’s even cuter than Tom Cruise, she thought.
“I said, do you need help?” The guy smiled at her.
“Oh, yeah, sorry…I just dropped my books running on the way to school…maybe you should too, don’t mind me. I don’t want to make you late too. It’s enough to make myself get in trouble, but to bring somebody down with me would be a torture to my conscience!” I sound like a babbling idiot, she realized.
“Hey, don’t worry, I’m just being a good Samaritan here” the guy said, while picking up her book. “I saw someone who need help, and who better to help her but me, right? Besides, there’s no one here to help you. By the way, I’m Chandler. Are you starting freshman year too?”
“Yes I am. I’m Monica.” She smiled at him as she stood up and looked around. “Well, we got everything.”
“That’s nice to know...At least I made a friend today.” Chandler grinned. “Hey, I guess we better go in now, or the principal would probably kick our butts towards detention if she sees us.”
“You’re right. See you later Chandler, bye!” Monica said as they went their separate ways.
“Bye Monica, see you around too!”
As Monica ran towards the school, she couldn’t stop grinning. I can’t believe my luck, she contemplated, maybe things would really get a whole lot better for me in high school. I can’t wait to tell Rach!! Monica then checked her bag and realized that the cute guy forgot to hand over to her her notebook! Ey, it doesn’t matter, she assured herself, nothing’s written in there anyway…
Back to 1986…
Yeah right, Monica thought. Since their unforgettable rendezvous in the front steps, she never got to “see him later.” The next time she saw Chandler, he was surrounded by cheerleaders, and she never got the guts to come up to him and announce herself. As for Rachel’s makeover plan, she blew that off as well. Seeing Chandler flirting with other girls just got her heart out of the project. Ever since their memorable moment, everything about her seemed to revolve around Chandler. Chandler this, and Chandler that.
“Honestly Mon, I don’t even know why you keep pining for the guy.” Rachel stated. “He doesn’t even notice you, let alone kept his promise to ‘see you around’. I’m telling you, just move on honey, and find yourself a new man! There’s a lot of fish in the sea, Mon. Just throw in the line, they’ll bite on your worm then reel them in! Maybe Chandler’s just not a worm man, or a worm fish, if you know what I mean!”
“Try telling my heart that. I did but, it doesn’t seem to listen. It just keeps beating, beating for Chandler! Aw, I hate myself for saying that, I sound so mushy!” Monica quipped, hitting herself on the head.
“You know what they say about people who are in love, they’re so mushy they don’t even know it!!” Rachel suddenly diverted her eyes behind Monica, and tugged on Mon’s sweater. “Uh Mon, puppy love alert! Now’s your chance to snag him, he’s alone!!”
“Are you crazy, I can’t do it now! We have to have a well-laid plan before I put it in action.”
“At least say hi!” Rachel quipped, “Here’s your chance -- hi Chandler!” Rachel said as Chandler passed by.
“Hi Rachel, hi Monica!” Chandler greeted them with a matching smile. “How’s your summer?”
I can't believe he knows my name, Monica bewildered with shock, stared at the floor. All words flew out of her brain.
“Oh really great, right Mon?” Monica just nodded, and kept staring at the floor.
“Uh, okay. Well see you around Rachel. You too Monica.” Chandler said and gave them another dazzling smile.
“Same to you Chandler, bye!” Rachel said, then turned to Monica. “Why did you just stand there like a statue? You didn’t even say anything, much less a hi!!” Rachel frustratingly told Monica.
"Do you think I like looking stupid in front of him? Its not because I don’t want to, but I can’t, I really can’t!” Monica was yelling in hysteria.
“Okay, okay calm down Mon. I’m sorry. Its just that I gave you your chance, and you blew that off again. At least, he knows your name, if that could be considered a 'headway'. Fine, let’s do it ‘your way. Tonight, I’ll come by your house and we’ll start the planning process, okay?”
“Okay, “ Monica answered. “But I think it’s better if I come to your house instead. Ross’ geek friends are coming over earlier, and they might get a little rambunctious discussing evolution or something like that, whatever, and I don’t want to spend my makeover session hearing about Darwin or Lucy or whatever. I’ll come around 8:30, is that okay?”
“Perfect actually. Chip invited me to an early dinner at their house so I’ll just be getting home around that time too.” Rachel affirmed.
“Okay see you then!” Monica waved to Rachel as she entered her classroom.
******
Three years, Chandler thought as he walked to his next class. Three years that he has been haunted by the girl he met freshmen year. The first girl he met in high school actually, and the first girl he ever fell in love with.
“Why can’t I ask her out? Could I be any more lamer?” Chandler contemplated aloud.
“Yeah man, why can’t you ask her out?” His best friend Joey appeared behind him and patted him on his back. “I saw you earlier, you finally got the guts to sorta talk to her, why didn’t you take the plunge and asked her out?”
“Man, Monica’s not an ordinary girl. I know she’s not the type of girl who would go out with the next guy who asks her out in a crowded school hallway. She’s worth more than that. If I would ask her out, it’d have to be in a special way.” Chandler stated.
“Man, I’m telling you, that girl gets hotter every year. If you don’t ask her out right away, somebody will, and you would spend the rest of your life pining for your unrequited love…” Joey said, chuckling. Seeing that a cute girl was about to pass, Joey yelled to her, “How you doin?”,and the girl giggled.
Chandler hardly noticed what happened. “You’re right man. I gotta take the plunge sometime soon. All I know is I’ve waited long enough, and I don’t think I could let my chance for true happiness pass me by any longer.”
“Yeah buddy, that’s the spirit!” Joey cheered. “Honestly man, I can’t believe you. I mean you’ve dated about three-fourths of the cheerleading squad already without shuddering, not to mention half the population of the girls here in school has a crush on you, a feat that brought you up to your James Bond status with the guys in this school. But with this girl, a simple, not-so-popular girl, you have a hard time asking out? I can’t figure that out man!”
“Me too man,“ Chandler wondered, “me too.
*****
To be continued…