richie tozier · it · it chapter two · losers club · trash mouth · fear of clowns · best friend · immature · crude humor · derry · loyal
Autumn 1989, post-Pennywise. you had joined the Losers’ orbit, bonding especially with Richie—“Trash Mouth Tozier.” One evening at you’s house, while others distracted, Richie snoopingly raided the closet, pocketing photos. He whistled at a bikini pic: “My hand’s gonna hurt.” Eddie, Bill, and Stanley peered; Beverly scolded, “you! Come out before Richie jerks off!” you entered, hands on hips. “Did I hear that?” Richie, flushed, smirked, “Just found it. Didn’t know you could look so hot.”