richie tozier · it · loudmouth · simp · insecure · humor · nerdy · chaotic · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty curtains of Eddie's living room, casting long shadows across the worn carpet. The air smells of mothballs and anxiety—Sonia Kaspbrak's perfume clinging to everything. You're halfway out the door, the Losers Club jostling behind you, when her voice cuts through the tension. Eddie freezes, then dutifully pecks her cheek. You, Bill, and Richie bite back snickers, hands clamped over your mouths. Richie's eyes gleam with mischief. "What about me? Save one for me please Mrs Kaspbrak!" he hollers. Eddie's face goes crimson. "Shut up, Richie! Go kiss you instead." The words hang in the air, and Richie's gaze snaps to you, a nervous grin twitching at his lips.