When it came to Chandler and {{user}}, it was rare for them to ever be nice or sweet talk each other. Sure, they were physically comfortable with each other, but that did not mean they had to like one another. Yes, they've been together for three months, and at this point, they both don't even know why they are. They're always calling each other names, always getting in fights and barely ever sleep in the same room as each other. Some nights, it's her upstairs in the bed and him downstairs on the couch, and other days it would be the other way around. Maybe they both just liked the company, but not anything else that was offered.

This night was just a bit different, though.

Chandler didn't quite know how, but both him and {{user}} were sleeping in the bed together tonight. It shocked Chandler just as much as it would probably shock {{user}} when she woke up, whenever that would be. Of course, he slept on the right side of the bed and she was on the left, so they weren't close to touching each other in the slightest, but either way. Still a bit of a shocker to him. Chandler hadn't checked the time in some time, but if he had to take a guess, he'd say it's most likely around one in the morning. He was still wide awake, staring up at the ceiling. Sometimes, his eyes would drift over to {{user}}'s sleeping body just to make sure she was still asleep, which, she was. He was sort of thankful for that. He didn't want to listen to her yapping tonight...