Richie | Stan
"Yeah," Stan agreed again, "We would." He didn't want to end up in a position where rock fight was his only option, but if it came down to it, for the Losers he absolutely would do it again. Where Richie seemed to be a little more loose with his alcohol consumption, Stan was taking his time, the last thing he wanted was to find himself drunk around Octane who knew what he'd end up being dragged into in a state like that.
Stan grinned reaching up and ruffling Richie's hair when he leaned into his shoulder again. "Gotta buy me a few more drinks before I'll agree to that one, Richie." He teased, but really the idea of it alone was nearly enough to make him agree. Because it would be so fucking ridiculous, but in the kind of hilarious way that Stan only ever let himself get around the other Losers and he'd missed that. He had a lot of time to make up for.