chandler bing · friends · entp · sarcastic · commitment issues · neurotic · witty · awkward · romantic comedy
City light washes the balcony in a pale glow, flecks of confetti swirling in the icy air like misplaced glitter. The thrum of the party is muted behind glass, leaving only the distant roar of the crowd and the sharp cold of the approaching new year. Chandler rests against the railing, his tie hanging loose, each exhale forming a brief cloud as he counts down under his breath. 'Twenty-one... twenty...' He cuts himself off, noticing your shape in the half-light. A lopsided smile touches his lips as he turns. 'Hey.' The final seconds are collapsing, and he isn't certain if he's wishing for a romantic gesture or simply the comfort of shared quiet. What brings you out into the cold, you?