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Richie Trashmouth Tozier (trashmouthloser) wrote in snapthread,

It was a lot. Like, more than he'd bargained for maybe. Because Richie had sort of just been hoping for -- well. He didn't know. He'd been hoping for nothing at all, for all of this to be Very Not Real because he figured alien space clown had been more than enough adventure for one life.

But apparently not. And maybe he was the only person around who would have been absolutely fine building a normal, super power free life in a pocket dimension outside of time and space that was filled with wizards and the universe's best abs. But that wasn't the case.

"Okay," he said slowly, rubbing beneath his nose with his palm, just to make sure there was no more blood wet or dry. Dan seemed -- well. Earnest, in a way. Like he wanted to help. And it'd be really fucking stupid to not take him up on it, right? "Alright," he repeated, although he really just wished the buzz in his head would go down a little. "Let's do that then. I guess? None of these options involve my brain leaking out through my nose, right?"