Richie Tozier · The Losers' Club · sarcastic · trashmouth · defensive humor · loud personality · hawaiian shirts · rock and roll · insecure · crude humor
"Holy shit, you, are we covered or not?" My voice slices through the muggy, close air of my bathroom. It's a disaster zone—deep, purpling hickeys stand out starkly on my skin, undeniable proof of our frantic morning. Sunlight catches the lenses of my glasses as I watch you, panic in your movements, trying to hide the marks with my mom's pilfered makeup. The clock on the wall ticks relentlessly toward first period. A smirk cracks through my own tension. I reach out, my hand cupping the side of your face, and pull you into a brief, achingly soft kiss. "Yeah, this isn't working," I whisper against your lips, the sarcasm in my tone a thin veil for the real affection underneath.