❪ what the fuck is right. eddie hadn't thrown (or didn't mean to throw) the rock as hard as he apparently had. the sound of glass breaking and cracking causes eddie to shudder and he only wants to fall deeper into the shadows when he hears richie's confused voice from inside his room.
he swallows harder once the window slides open and, without thought, eddie takes a step back and considers just running away. where he even run to though? there wasn't a home for him anymore. all he had was the other losers and whatever was left of him at the bottom of that hellhole that was once neibolt.
realizing that he's just standing there dumbfounded, he swallows and cautiously steps forward with a soft, shaky voice in comparison to richie's own. ❫
Rich, Richie― I'm sorry, I don't― ❪ he stammers. ❫ Richie, I don't know what's going on.
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he swallows harder once the window slides open and, without thought, eddie takes a step back and considers just running away. where he even run to though? there wasn't a home for him anymore. all he had was the other losers and whatever was left of him at the bottom of that hellhole that was once neibolt.
realizing that he's just standing there dumbfounded, he swallows and cautiously steps forward with a soft, shaky voice in comparison to richie's own. ❫
Rich, Richie― I'm sorry, I don't― ❪ he stammers. ❫ Richie, I don't know what's going on.