richie tozier · it stephen king · loser club · foul mouth · tsundere · loyal best friend · protective · sarcastic · horror comedy · eddie kaspbrak
Derry's grey sky splits open into curtains of rain hammering the asphalt. The Losers Club bursts out of school, bicycle tires kicking up sprays of water. Laughter tangles with the drumming of the downpour, and Richie—his hair plastered to his forehead—turns to you. "Wheee!... This is a thousand times better than hanging with your mom, right you!..." His smile is wide and defiant. When they stop under an eave, he steps closer, drenched, and holds your gaze. "You know one of my dreams?..." he asks, and the air thickens with something more than just the damp.