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Tweak says, "Jack Smash!"

Richie Trashmouth Tozier (trashmouthloser) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-12-26 11:06:00

Entry tags:

beverly marsh, eddie kaspbrak, nyx ulric, octavio silva, richie tozier, stanley uris, tony stark (avac)

Who: Losers et al. But basically anyone can show up, lbh
What: Partying in Tozier Style
Where: The Losers House
When: Dec 25th

The halls were decked. Balls were out. Whatever. Richie had tried decorating to his best ability, which had been slightly hampered by his lack of know how — years and years as a live-alone bachelor didn’t tend to make a guy decorate his house much — and by the lack of a general store in which to get decorations. Still, those doors had come in clutch, for the most part. There was a little fake tree (and some presents underneath, even!) and plenty of strung up lights and Richie had made sure to put mistletoe in literally every doorway because he was a chaotic monster on a goddamned mission, okay.

As promised there were drinks. And snacks. And chicken tenders (well made by Beverly) and Mac and Cheese (not quite as well made by Richie, but he’d tried and therefore no one could criticize him) and some other holiday stuff.

But the dance party was the appeal here and Richie, with his absurd amount of records and even more now that he’d gotten some for Christmas, was fucking ready with a stack curated specifically for the holiday. And, of course, with Stan in mind too.

Christmas in Hollis was blaring, he somehow had two drinks in hand, and Rich was fucking ready for whatever the night was going to bring.

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beverly & richie

trashmouthloser
2019-12-26 10:37 pm UTC (link)

When Richie had been a kid he hadn't minded Christmas so much -- it just was what it was, except sometimes he got presents; the kind of stuff that tried to make up for being nothing more than a background consideration the rest of the year. Christmas was for money, random toys, clothes that never quite fit but he made work due to an eclectic fashion sense, and on one particular winner of a year, a brand new bike. And then he'd always made his way over to one of the Loser's houses in order to terrorize and steal their cookies. All in all, it'd worked out pretty fine for him back then. Better than some had it, that was for damn sure.

After Derry -- well, Richie did what any single person without a family did: he ordered chinese and stockpiled cookies at the grocery store and then holed up in his apartment watching television.

This year was different though. Better in all ways. Because he got to be an adult with the Losers (or, well, some of them) which by and large had always been his real family, anyway. And it was going to be fucking awesome. So long as no one talked about the mac and cheese he'd made which at least had a clean taste going for it.

"Thank you, it was my best effort." Richie made a show of leaning down low to press a kiss to Beverly's forehead. "I think the better question is why are you so short?"