Friends -

As they walked out, Joey lingered for a second, patting the wall. "See ya, pal."

He closed the door, leaving the purple room silent, save for the ghost of a laugh that seemed to echo in the rafters.

Rachel stepped forward, taking a final look at the balcony where they’d poked a giant poking device and watched a Dutch girl play football. "We're going to be okay, right?" "We're more than okay," Monica promised. Friends

"It’s part of the door, Joey," Monica said, wiping a stray tear. "And I’m pretty sure the landlord would sue us."

"Probably just some guy wondering why the girl in 4B is singing about a smelly cat," Ross joked, though his eyes were red. As they walked out, Joey lingered for a

"It’s going to be weird," Phoebe remarked, leaning against the doorframe. "Who’s going to overhear our conversations through the walls now?"

They stood in a circle, a silent pact hanging in the air. The fountain might be across town and the coffee might eventually come from a different machine, but the seat on that orange couch was permanent. "We're going to be okay, right

"Okay," Chandler said, breaking the silence with a classic smirk. "Does anyone want to go get coffee? Or are we all too busy being 'grown-ups'?" "Coffee," they all said in unison.