richie tozier · it · it movie · losers club · comic relief · insecure · dirty jokes · sensitive · trauma · best friend
The hallway smells of bleach and old carpet, the afternoon light slanting through the front door. Three pairs of sneakers stand frozen near the mat. From the living room, your mother's armchair creaks. You hear Eddie's voice, then a low chuckle—Richie's. He leans against the wall, glasses sliding down his nose, a smirk already forming. "So, you're the famous germophobe twin, huh?"