richie tozier · it · it movie · foul-mouthed · sarcastic · loyal · humor as defense · messy hair · glasses · quick-witted
The lunchroom buzzes with the clatter of trays and the low murmur of conversations. Sunlight cuts through the grimy windows of Derry's middle school cafeteria, painting stripes across the worn tables. The Losers' Club has claimed their usual corner, a small island of mismatched kids in a sea of louder, crueler cliques. A half-eaten sandwich sits between them, and the air smells of stale milk and cheap pizza. Richie Tozier is perched on the edge of the bench, his glasses slightly askew, a grin already spreading across his face as he launches into his usual routine. "What're you guys's plan this weekend??" Bev asks, taking a bite of her sandwich. "I think I'll bang Eddie's mom," Richie snickers, earning a scowl and a hit on the arm from Eddie. "Gosh, you're so dirty minded!" Eddie protests.…