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Trashmouth Tozier (trash_mouth) wrote in spinningcompass,
@ 2019-11-24 19:23:00

Entry tags:

!closed, bill denbrough, eddie kasprak, richie tozier

Who: Richie and Bill (maybe Eddie later)
What: Richie smol
Where: Bill's room
When: Middle of the night Sunday
Closed/Ongoing/Richie

Richie woke up suddenly, grabbing for his glasses from his side table. He almost knocked them off but caught them and shoved them on his face. They felt weird and slipped down his nose so he pushed them back up. He’d dreamt of the clown again, of the statue mocking him and Eddie’s mouth spewing black sludge. He rubbed his face for a moment then finally looked up. This wasn’t his room. Wasn’t his house. There was someone asleep next to him.

Was this It again? Had he ended up back in the house on Neibolt street? (Had he never left?)

He looked at the body next to him. It was a man; much older than him, but familiar somehow. This had to be It. It was taunting him somehow. He was careful not to make any noise, carefully crawling out of the bed backwards so he didn’t take his eyes off the man until he’d made it to the door. He didn’t feel like the man was dangerous, for some reason; if anything, Richie felt safe there, but he was still too scared to risk waking the man up. What could this be if it wasn’t It trying to make fun of him? To scare him?

The hall was just as unfamiliar as the room had been but he had to get out. He would have to try every door until he found the right one. At least none of them had any creepy writing on them this time. He started with the one next to the one he’d just come from, cracking the door just barely then opening it wider when there wasn’t anything horrible on the other side. There had been a light on in the hall and just enough seeped in to the room so Richie could see the bed, the person in it.

“Bill?” he said out loud, without meaning to. “Holy shit, Bill.” he crossed the room and jumped on the bed. Bill still looked normal, and somehow he just knew that it was really him. “Bill, what the fuck?”

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bill_denbrough
2019-11-26 12:04 am UTC (link)

Bill just sat down beside Richie when his legs stopped working, his arms resting on his pulled-up knees, and let Richie process things. He could feel his friend's brain buzzing through all sorts of weird thoughts, which was new, so he just sort of leaned against him.

Then there were almost-tears, and Richie being quiet for a little while.

"I, I nuh-know it ih-is. I've b-been here w-w-without you g-g-guh-guys for months now, and, and everything ah-about it is b-b-batshit cruh-cruh-crazy. But it's real." He put an arm around Richie's shoulders after that, and held him close. "It's r-r-real, and it's guh-good."

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trash_mouth
2019-11-26 01:48 am UTC (link)

Richie just let his head rest on Bill's shoulder; it was soothing, if he focused on his friend, like Bill's calm was contagious. Everything about this was completely unbelievable, and kind of terrifying, but if Bill said it was okay, good even, it had to be true right?

He had a million and a half questions but, for what felt like the first time he could remember, Richie didn't know what to say. So, instead of trying to figure out any more about the new place, he just focused himself on right now. "Can I stay in your room tonight?" he asked. Not wanting to be alone but not wanting to wake up old-Eddie either.

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bill_denbrough
2019-11-26 01:58 pm UTC (link)

"Yeah, of c-course," he said, letting his cheek rest against Richie's hair. It had been pretty cool meeting older Richie and older Eddie, he thought, but he sure was glad that Richie at least was back to normal. Maybe Eddie would turn back soon as well, and that would be fantastic.

"D-do you wuh-want anything to eat?" he asked, just as an aurora storm started down on the planet. "L-look," he added, and pointed it out to Richie.

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trash_mouth
2019-11-26 09:29 pm UTC (link)

"Yeah sure." Richie said, never really one to turn down food. It was nice to just sit there with Bill, but he knew they'd have to get up and go back to bed eventually. He did feel a little bad about waking Bill up in the first place.

He looked to where Bill was pointed and just stared for a few minutes. It was beautiful. Beautiful in a way that made Richie think it wasn't something his own mind would have been able to come up with. Bill must have been right. This was real and maybe it wouldn't be too bad. Bill seemed happy enough, and at least he wouldn't be alone. "Thanks Bill."

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bill_denbrough
2019-11-26 09:55 pm UTC (link)

"You're w-wuh-welcome. C-c-come on," he said, after the storm died down a little, and got to his feet, then held his hand out to help Richie get up as well. "W-we should go c-camping some night s-s-soon," he suggested, because the snow was going to come soon, and he didn't fancy spending all night out in snow at all. Unless they built an igloo... huh. Although Ben wasn't here, and he was the one who knew how to build things.

When they got back into the kitchen, Bill headed straight for the fridge. Myrkvan was sitting by the inside door, and she gave a yip when she noticed the boys coming back inside, before heading over towards Richie.

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