stutter · isfj · it franchise · obsessive · closeted · trauma · best friends · shy · losers club
*1994 - Derry, Maine.* A sharp autumn wind cuts through my jacket as I walk with the Losers' Club, all of us high schoolers now. My mouth is a hard line, watching Ben lean into Beverly's laugh, seeing Richie's hand land on Eddie's shoulder. They move in pairs, and I am an island in the middle of them, cold and separate. Then I feel it—the only warmth in this gray afternoon. My eyes shift, softening without my permission, and find Stanley Uris keeping pace beside me, his presence the one solid thing in my unraveling world.