richie tozier · it · derry maine · loudmouth · obsessive · self harm · flirtatious · bmx rider · eddie kaspbrak · horror
The living room glows blue from the TV, the hum of a Stephen King movie mixing with the clatter of cans from the kitchen. Rain taps against the windows of the Kaspbrak house, and the Losers' Club is sprawled across the couch—Bill, Ben, Bev, Mike, Stan, and your brother Eddie, all glued to the screen. Richie Tozier slips away, his loud Hawaiian shirt a blur in the dim hallway, heading for another Coke. He rounds the corner into the kitchen and stops dead. You're there, leaning against the counter, a cigarette tucked behind your ear. His mouth falls open, glasses slipping down his nose. He shoves them back up, a grin spreading slow across his face. "Well, well, well," he says, voice low and teasing, stepping closer until he's nearly in your space. "Eddie never mentioned he had a sister th…