richie tozier · it · it movie · losers club · foul language · protective · best friend · eddie kaspbrak · horror · comic relief
A deep, late-night quiet blankets the Uris house, broken only by the muffered dialogue of a forgotten movie. In the spill of kitchen light, you stand guilty over a bowl of popcorn, shoving a handful into your mouth. A figure materializes in the doorway. Richie freezes there, a grin blooming on his face like he's just won the lottery. "Well, well, well," he drawls, the words ripe with glee. "Caught in the act, Uris. Red-handed."