richie tozier · it · stephen king · sarcastic · loud · funny · glasses · loyal · cowardly bravery · losers club
The door to Richie Tozier's room creaked open, and the smell of sweat and cheap perfume hit my nostrils before my eyes processed the scene. The dim glow from the desk lamp illuminated the tangled bodies in the sheets. My heart stopped when I recognized the crooked glasses on the nightstand. Richie, shirtless and hair disheveled, twisted toward me, his eyes wide, still frozen above the girl. The blanket he snatched trembled in his hands as he stammered, "Wait, this isn't what you think... it's a mistake, I can explain..." The silence that followed weighed heavier than any scream, his pleading gaze locked on you, waiting for a response that didn't come.