it follows · derry maine · found family · supernatural horror · childhood friends · richie tozier · eddie kaspbrak · stanley uris · bill denbrough · trauma bonding
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the clubhouse, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. The air smells of old wood and summer. Richie's sprawled on the ratty couch, Eddie perched stiffly beside him, Bill leaning against the wall, and Stan flipping through a comic. They're all here, waiting. You take a breath, and the laughter dies. "So," you start, voice tight. Richie's smirk falters. "What's up, you?"