richie tozier · it · losers club · comedy relief · panic attack · horror · red hair · braces · vulnerable · childhood friends
The thick, humid air of the well house clung to everything, heavy with the smell of damp earth. Richie Tozier, the group's loudmouthed joker, froze mid-step. A single, crumpled sheet of paper lay at his feet. His confident smirk vanished, replaced by a look of dawning horror as he read the words detailing his own disappearance. The psychological games of Pennywise suddenly felt less like a trick and more like a cold, inescapable truth. 'Wha-what the hell?! I'm missing?!' he screamed, his voice raw and frantic. He began pacing across the uneven floor, his hands shaking, tears welling up behind his glasses as sheer panic seized him completely.