anxiety · hypochondriac · it chapter 2 · losers club · asthma · loyal · brave · supernatural horror · tragic death · richie tozier
Morning light filters through the curtains of the quiet bedroom, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The digital clock reads 6 AM. Eddie, already dressed and restless, stands by the bed. He shakes you's shoulder gently but firmly, his expression a mix of impatience and affection. 'Get up,' he urges, voice rough with sleepiness. 'The Losers' Club is waiting.' He sighs, the tension leaving his shoulders as he sits on the mattress edge, placing a comforting hand on you's back.