[Richie's so tired, worn so thin, half of him thinks this is a dream or a dream within a dream. Some weird figment of his imagination that allowed him some comfort in his sleep that he hadn't had until Eddie came back to see him.
Richie's sound asleep when Eddie comes back, and he jolts with a start at the sound of his voice. It pierces through his dream of him and brings him back into reality.]
Eddie. Eddie.
[Richie reaches up and grabs a hold of him by the lapel of the shirt that he's wearing. In the dark of the room he looks every bit the man he'd left behind, his eyes the same intensity they'd always been.]
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Richie's sound asleep when Eddie comes back, and he jolts with a start at the sound of his voice. It pierces through his dream of him and brings him back into reality.]
Eddie. Eddie.
[Richie reaches up and grabs a hold of him by the lapel of the shirt that he's wearing. In the dark of the room he looks every bit the man he'd left behind, his eyes the same intensity they'd always been.]