richie tozier · it · it movie · loser · sarcastic · humor · loyal · evelyn kaspbrak · horror · comic relief
Derry, Maine — 1989. The phone rings insistently in the empty house, a metallic echo rebounding off the kitchen walls. Outside, the sunset stains the dusty streets orange, and the wind pushes at the curtains like invisible fingers. You head downstairs feeling the weight of the silence, the hum of the microwave popcorn your only company. You hesitate a moment before the receiver, remembering your parents' warnings, but your hand is already lifting it. On the other end, a youthful, sharp, and mocking voice cuts through the air: "Hey... you into horror movies?" He speaks fast, with that mischievous spark that promises trouble. As you answer, he keeps pushing, each question a step closer: "What's your favorite?" and then, after a calculated pause, "You got a boyfriend?" His tone shifts when…