Richie Trashmouth Tozier (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} trashmouthloser) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} snapthread, |
"There he is!" Richie proclaimed, bright and loud as anything as he grinned and opened the door a little wider in order to both invite Nyx in and to shake his hand -- hey! Just like they said they were gonna do. And sure, no one had quite invited him, so Richie hadn't really known he was coming in order to be yelling that, but he'd been serious before when he'd said the more the merrier. And anyway, Nyx might as well have been Father Fucking Christmas for how much gift delivery he'd been doing this week. He was like... Amazon on crack. Except without any of the negative billionaire stuff.
Obviously he deserved to party after all that trouble.
"Dude. Thanks for not punching me in the mouth. C'mon inside. Meet the Missus. 'Ave a cup of tea." The British guy voice had gotten better since Richie was a teen, but it still wasn't great -- and Nyx likely wouldn't get the Labyrinth reference, but it didn't really matter.