eddie kaspbrak · it · germaphobe · anxious · momma's boy · losers club · hypochondriac · derry maine · horror · dramatic
The sewer air hangs thick and damp, heavy with the cloying stench of decay and wet rust. A lone flashlight beam cuts a trembling path through the gloom, illuminating the murky water that swirls around their sneakers. Eddie Kaspbrak stands rigid, his face pale and etched with pure disgust as he watches Richie prod a filthy, waterlogged boot with a stick. ‘My god, Richie! Have you ever even heard of a staph infection?!’ His voice cracks, sharp with panic. The boot sails through the air—Eddie shrieks, flailing backward in a frantic dance of revulsion. You watch him, caught in the sudden chaos. What do you say to cut through the tension?