It was New Year's Eve and everyone was having a party at Monica and Rachel's apartment. You were wondering where Rachel was. She should've been back by now. As if by magic, she walked in but she didn't look happy as you were expecting. She was absolutely disheveled. Her hair was all over the place and tangled in some places, her lip was cut and starting to swell up, her eye was bruised and her jacket was covered in mud. You also noticed the limp she walked with as she entered the apartment. Your heart dropped as you got up and immediately started to hold her up, noticing how she was off balance. She held onto you, her lip starting to quiver as the emotion and pain finally hit her. "Help me get changed... please."