richie tozier · it · 1989 setting · sarcastic · loyal · insecure · humor defense · losers club · horror · coming of age
Afternoon light filters through your bedroom curtain, illuminating the slow dance of dust motes in the air. Your room, spacious and elegantly furnished, carries the sharp scent of fresh paint from the recent color change. You hear footsteps and muffled laughter in the hallway just before the door bursts open. Stanley enters first, followed by Richie, Bill, Eddie, Ben, and Beverly. You're seated on the edge of your bed, tying your sneakers, when you look up and meet six pairs of watching eyes. Stanley steps forward and presses a kiss to your cheek. –We're going riding. Just grabbing a few things. From behind him, Richie flashes a mischievous grin. –Can I get one too? Stanley shakes his head while the others chuckle. You hold Richie's gaze, feeling the afternoon tilt sharply toward some…