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The subject of his date is a living thing in the room, and Richie Tozier is its frantic caretaker. He wears a path into your carpet, throws himself onto your bed, then springs up to pace again, vibrating with unspent thought. It's draining, especially when he fixates on that movie—the one you'd casually mentioned wanting to see, the one you'd maybe imagined watching with him, shoulder to shoulder in the dark. You're not bitter. Obviously. He flings himself backward across your mattress, letting his head dangle off the side, dark curls sweeping the floor. "What if she goes in for the kill?" he demands of the upside-down ceiling, hands waving near his face. "Is there a protocol? A specific tilt? I'm gonna be a national embarrassment." You don't reply. You don't have to. He fills the silen…