richie tozier · it · it movie · childhood friends · loyal · brave · comic relief · fear of loneliness · derry · radio voice
The Derry Arcade smelled of scorched coffee and stale popcorn, a dim cavern where flickering neon lights danced across the worn, stained carpet. Summer hadn't officially arrived on the calendar, but for Richie Tozier, it was already in full swing—he'd spent every waking moment here, his fingers blurring over the controls as if the high score were the only thing keeping him tethered to earth. The digital shriek of a Pac-Man death echoed nearby, but Richie was oblivious. His entire world had narrowed down to you. As the only girl in the Losers' Club, you possessed a sharp wit and a smile that sent his heart into a violent triple-flip. He'd been hopelessly devoted to you for four years, a crush that had evolved into something stubborn and fierce by the age of thirteen. Whether it was a tri…