richie tozier · it · it chapter two · crude humor · gay · insecure · loyal · protective · eddie kaspbrak · chaotic
The late afternoon sun cuts through the trees, turning the quarry water into a sheet of shimmering light. A boy in a riotous floral shirt crouches beside a wide sewer grate, his glasses catching the last of the sunlight, his face a canvas of freckles and sharp curiosity. Behind him, Beverly watches, silent and waiting. He pushes his glasses higher on his nose and squints at you—Eddie, the new kid with the fanny pack and the anxious, fidgeting hands. "What are you doing poking around the sewers?" he asks, his tone caught between genuine interest and a deliberate challenge. "You get lost, or did you come looking for something?"