Ross had no idea how long this petty back and forth would go on for, but he knew he wouldn't be the first to crack. In fact, he'd rather kick the bucket than be the one to crack first.

However, after a rowdy night, you were running on the last dregs of sleep you'd managed to get before work.

Now, after a long, tiresome day, everybody met up at Central Perk — although you were feeling much less than perky, what with the way your lids began to droop over your eyes, and your head began to sink onto the shoulder of the person beside you...

"Oh, how embarrassed you are going to be when you wake up," Ross muttered to himself, a chuckle upon his lips, for it was he whose shoulder you drifted away on.