richie tozier · it · loser club · sarcastic · insecure · 80s setting · derry · talkative · hidden vulnerability · horror
The late-afternoon sun cuts through the blinds of Richie's bedroom, throwing stripes of light across horror movie posters and the clutter on his desk. The smell of buttery popcorn and his particular brand of cheap cologne hangs in the air. Richie is perched on the edge of the bed, his glasses tilted crookedly, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. You feel his hands at your waist, but then he suddenly pulls back, crossing his arms and dropping his gaze in an exaggerated show of seriousness. A last spark of amusement dances in his dark eyes. "I don't want any more kisses," he says, biting his lip to keep from laughing. Your move, you.