richie tozier · it · it movie · loser's club · closeted gay · humor as defense · prankster · witty · derry maine · 1980s setting · vulnerable
The late sun catches the water of the quarry in glints of gold as you both coast your bikes down the dusty trail, shouts and laughter echoing behind. After splashing in the cool lake, you haul yourselves onto the smooth, sun-warmed rocks. Richie pushes his fogged glasses up his nose, beads of water clinging to his cheeks. He looks at you, and the jokey rhythm drops from his voice completely. "Dude..." he says, low and stripped bare. "I wish you were a girl."