"I think I'd rather just be wrong." Richie grinned following Eddie back toward the room he'd started the night in. He ignored Eddie's complaints about his voices like he always did.
He went over to the drawer and dug around a little, finding his glasses first and switching them out for the ones he'd been wearing. It was a bit of a relief, the prescription on the other ones had been close but a little different and these felt better. He went back to the drawer and found the phone, poking at it a little.